Not that Willing

"If my meniscus is the culprit, what can I do to help my knee, other than be lighter?"  This is how training starts off today.  My right knee made a noise yesterday that no joint should ever make.  Not the grinding patellar tracking condition that has been there for a decade.  This was more like a pop. It was loud and foreboding.  And so was the implication that came with it.  Let's face it I have been working out hard for ten years.  I talk about fitness all day long at work.  My whole household will swear that our pantry and fridge are not worth raiding. I have dreaded this day.  Because the truth is I know Greg's formula for losing twenty pounds.  It is an amazingly simple formula:  "Just eat 50 calories a day less than you need and in time it adds up to 20 pounds.  But I have cut nearly all of the "extras" out and I am tracking my intake so I know where these calories have to come from and I am loathe to admit it.  But I need two knees that work and that makes me willing on a level that my willingness has not been since I faced the prospect of seat belt extenders on an airplane...  It  means cutting coffee, or more precisely, the creamer in my coffee. I know from looking at my stats that these are consistently the least nutritious calories I consume.  So, there it is.  Simple.  If you are willing.