Emma's fighting the flab

Slimmer sisters

A MOMENTOUS occasion this week- I had my last hypnotherapy session.

Well, not exactly my last, but my final one for now.

As soon as I walked in I knew what Lesley was going to say. I had no problems to tell her about, no issues I wanted to discuss. No worries.

I have been feeling a lot brighter and chirpier these last few days and have really started to notice a difference.

Those jeans that weren’t looking so great now fit a little better and even A BOY commented on how I look slimmer. (Being a boy he couldn’t compliment me directly, he had to tell my colleague who passed it on).

I think the real tests will come on Thursday and June 29. Thursday, because my boyfriend is returning after a week of absence and will hopefully notice a result (if any of his friends are reading this- please text him and remind him!) and June 29 because that will be one month since I started this and I am allowed to weight myself.

I have noticed the odd time when I have been naughty, for example, sitting in a seafront café and munching an ice cream with bad influence Charlotte.

Or when I bought chocolate buttons and sniffed them for about half an hour before eating them- just to show I had some restraint.

But unlike other times I have tried to lose weight, instead of jacking it in and thinking ‘oh well I have ruined it now’ I have merrily jumped back on the wagon and been a good girl the next day.

Two lucky ladies in our office are getting married this year and are therefore also watching what passes their lips, so they are having a positive influence. I think it has really helped knowing that some fellow ‘slimming sisters’ are going through the same things I am.

I am still listening to the hypnotherapy CD every night. Well, I say ‘listening’ in a loose term. Basically I whack it on and within two minutes I have usually nodded off and don’t know anything else about it until my alarm the next morning.

I am also back swimming and gymming after a prolonged absence. ( I slipped down some steps while texting and ended up in plaster- but that’s a different story for another time).

I am definitely feeling fitter and more positive.

Adios amigos. Until next time…