I tell everybody that I lost twenty pounds in two weeks by going paleo. [Correction: twenty pounds in two months. Typo of the mind.]
What I'm less proud of is that I fell off the wagon over the holidays, and put five pounds back on. Since then I've been wishy-washy about paleo, saying "ah, the hell with it--let's get pizza" far too often, and have hovered at the same weight since late November.
This week, I decided to go back strictly onto paleo and see what happened.
I've lost three and a half pounds since Sunday.
Jesus Haploid Christ.