I don’t know my intake. I never bothered to keep track. I just ate when I was hungry.
And my excercise was generally pretty extreme. Every other day, I’d do a cardio work out combined with weight lifting - I’d do a set of bench presses, jump on the stairmaster for 5 minutes, do a set of quad pushes, hop on a bike for 5 minutes… etc. Just keep going, never stop.
This was after I’d been working out for a few months, of course. If I tried a workout like that off the bat, I’d have died. It’s over an hour of constant hardcore activity.
And… every day, I’d go swimming, anywhere from an hour to 4 or 5. And usually I’d walk a few miles that night. And then sometimes I’d do misc stuff, like different ab workouts, etc.
I never really do anything I set out to do half-assed.
Of course, once I lost 150 pounds or so… (I lost somewhere between 140-160 pounds of pure weight, but since I was gaining a lot of muscle in the process, it was more like 200 pounds of fat - yeah, I was really obese) I took a look at my life, decided that it didn’t improve the quality of life in any way, and went back to being lazy. So here I am, fat again.
Fun story, isn’t it?