Story about a relative I hung on to my baby weight the last time around for a while because I was eating "intuitively" (ahahaha--meaning whatever I felt like)  and working more than 100 hours a week at a desk and sitting even when I wasn't working.  10lbs came off slowly, so I was officially "normal," but I finally realized it was going to take really deliberate work to get back down to where I preferred to be.  I lost the weight at a reasonable clip until I hit my goal of a BMI below 20,  (Reasonable clip meaning =>1lbs a week.) We have a relative who is high-overweight and metabolically unhealthy.  Her cholesterol and blood pressure are also insanely out of whack.  Her doctor has told her that she MUST lose weight.  When she goes back to the home country, where everyone is slim, she looks grotesquely obese.  She is the fattest one of all her relatives and all her friends.  Everyone treats her like a foreigner even though she was born abroad. So she "tries" to lose weight for six months and fails.  She asks me how I lost the weight.  I explain how I weigh food and measure calories.  She is Facetiming me throughout a big meal preparation, and she sees everything I am eating for dinner, which is about 450 calories, plus a 50-calorie square of 90% dark chocolate.  She asked why I eat this or that, and I tell her I follow the MIND diet, plus a bit more veg, flaxseeds, and a square of 90% dark chocolate every day because of various studies. Now, I confirmed that she could measure her food correctly and correctly calculate all the calories in it.  She did it for the meal she was prepping. Three weeks later, and guess what she's actually changed? That's right.  She's eating chocolate now. BTW, it's been 6 months more.  She's lost 3lbs.