On paper, it looked absolutely right, but soon after I began the low-fat regime, I put on lots of weight. I've always done lots of exercise, so it wasn't that I was being idle; but I just couldn't seem to get things right. I'd have a bowl of cereal and a couple of pieces of toast for breakfast; sandwiches or a bowl of pasta for lunch, and in the evening, Mum would make sure that she'd stripped all the fat off the meat she was cooking, and would serve up lots of carbohydrates such as rice. I ate a lot, but I would always get cravings. I never had that feeling of being full. I could eat carbohydrates until the cows came home - a whole box of cereal at a go - but it didn't do a thing for me, in terms of satisfying my appetite. I suffered from water-retention, digestive problems, and despite all the exercise I was taking, I felt lethargic.