I've always loved to eat. For most of my years, I didn't put on weight. At 52, I was only 10 pounds or so overweight, at 190. My secret? Nicotine. It turns out my cigar smoking was the main thing keeping the weight off. By the time I turned 52, though, I had emphysema.
I quit the cigars, and gained 25 pounds in three months. The bicycle only took about 10 pounds of that off, until I adjusted my diet. I still eat a lot, but I eat healthier, and I again weigh 190. I do realize, though, that if I quit or cut down on the cycling, the pounds would jump back on.
Since I love both the cycling and the eating, I'll just keep on with both.