Well obviously I'm getting other calories from protein and fat, exactly as one should since I eat a fully balanced and totally normal diet (blue top milk, butter, cheese, meat, veg, fruit) that anyone my size and shape with my metabolism (without special dietary requirements or athletic necessities otherwise) might eat.
Always been sedentary - participation in sport wasn't encouraged by our parents. It was not what THEY wanted us to do. Certainly people who worked with their hands didn't have 'proper' jobs and were obviously far less intelligent than those who had proper jobs in offices. Even typing wasn't a proper job - maybe being secretary might have been - as long as you learned and were speedy and proficient at Pitman's - but not for their daughters ...... I found I had quite a lot to learn about a) the Real World and b) Real People, as I got older ...... hopefully I have! (even the Police Force and Fire Service - the main requirement was brawn, not brain as far as mama led us to believe. Oh and OF COURSE the whole of the Medical Profession are Saints and should therefore be a) Worshipped unconditionally and b) Believed totally since they were naturally, created as Completely Infallible.
If I ever wanted or needed to eat a LOW carb diet - which I do not - I would need to cut down quite a bit on the 100g. If I EVER ate more than this amount - by age 66 I'd be like the side of a ruddy house and would most probably have dropped dead from morbid obesity long since!
I did eat a fair bit more at one time, but when I got to 11st something, could hardly fit into size 16 and my inner thighs were often red raw from the fat rubbing together - I cut out all the c**p again and went back down to a 12 again. I'm at least a stone overweight right now (euphemism for being about 2 st overweight) and outgrowing the 14s, hence I need to buckle down again and become sensible again LOL (but of course, NEVER boring LOL)
Incidentally I have shrunk from 5ft 3 and a half to 5ft 3 over the last few years and though I still have about a mile and a half to 'pinch' on my belly (rather than 'an inch'), you are still in danger of getting a painful jab from my pelvic bones or my ankle or wrist ones since they all still stick out the same as they always have.