I went to Weight Watchers last year and lost 6 kilos in 3 months. All that point and calorie counting got to me in the end and I quit. I also quit watching what I eat (full Irish breakfast instead of cereal, etc.) and didn't step on the scales until early August.
85.9 kilos. I hid the scales again and decided to go to gym soon. Then R left me and my world crashed. Finding an apartment became much more important than going to the gym or eating wisely. I'm certain that I gained even more weight.
Then a switch was flipped in my brain and I realised exactly how much I'd been eating and, more importantly, how much did I really need to eat. The switch was flipped during the Kick Off event. The breakfast and lunch were served buffet style, but the dinners were posh restaurant style... with microscopic portions.
Only, I wasn't hungry after dinner. I must repeat because it truly hit me, I ate so little and I wasn't hungry!
So I amended my ways and stopped going out for lunch. Instead I have 2 pieces of knäckebröd/rice cake/corn crisp, 2 slices of ham and cheese, 2 leafs of salad, some veg and some fruit. That's it ...and it's enough.
I was doing good on breakfast, so I didn't need to change anything there. I have also drastically reduced the portion size for dinner. I have made mistakes there a few times, but have lost weight regardless. My current weight is 82 kilos. That is 4 kilos lost!
I had to adjust my belt a couple weeks ago and yesterday I bought new jeans. They are smaller than the previous ones and a bit tight now. I am counting on them not being as tight in a month.
P.S. I haven't made it to the gym yet. Maybe I'll start going there when I stop losing weight, maybe I won't. We'll see.