Any pie but pecan would have had the same result for me. For some reason, I just don't like pecan pie. Lucky for me, we've had very few pies around this year and the few we've had have been mostly inhaled by my son before I could do the deed. I'm still a dozen pounds over my preferred riding weight, which is much better than a few weeks back when I had another ten hanging on. It's all good since I start cranking out more serious miles after New Year's Day and the energy stores get burned off in a few weeks.