Geez!! What happened? I was doing so well: Down one dress size; wearing pants that now buttoned at the waist; ankles back to normal, giving my legs a youthful shape; and my love handles shrinking. It must have made me arrogant with power. I thought I was strong enough to just eat a little bit of the wrong foods. I guess I need to face the fact that I am addicted to foods that taste good, but are not good for me.

My fall was swift and deep and, as if by magic, fat began to reappear. Something...