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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I Can Make You Thin (if the dog doesn't mind)

So, we're comfortably into October and I'm still collecting birthday gifts. Just this weekend, I went shopping with my friend Kara and she treated me to two sweaters from Ross (I love that store!). The weekend before, one of my friends back home sent me a gift card to Barnes and Noble. I do love a good gift card!

When it comes to gift cards, I try to purchase something that I might not have normally bought. So weekend before last, with that gift card burning a hole in my purse, I went to Barnes and Noble. "What do I get?" I thought as I moved through the aisles of books, CDs and DVDs. Then I came upon a big display of two books: I Can Make You Sleep and I Can Make You Confident. I'm pretty confident but I've struggled with insomnia all my life, so I picked that book up, but before I could open it, I saw something that really intrigued me on the front cover, "From the author of I Can Make You Thin." I immediately put the sleep book down and went in search of the book that could help me get back into my cute jeans.

When I found it, I read the inside flap and found out that Paul McKenna, the author, is "TheDr. Phil of Great Britain." Since I actually like Dr. Phil, that didn't put me off. The book promised that I could lose weight without giving up any of the foods I love. This is critical for me because as soon as I'm told I can't have it, I want it more than I've ever wanted it before and nothing short of the Second Coming will stop me from eating it. The three days I spent on Atkins were terrible. I was so irritable and evil that I made The Exorcist look like Freaky Friday. I don't even like bread that much but damn if I wouldn't have killed for a dinner roll!

But, back to the subject...

The I Can Make You Thin plan is made up of four rules.

Eat only when you are hungry
Eat until you begin to fill full
Eat slowly and savor every bite
Eat what you want and not what you think you should eat.

He spends the book letting you know how to follow your body's hunger cues, how to tell when you are full and so on. BUT in addition to being Britain's Dr. Phil, McKenna is also a world-renown hypnotist and the book includes a guided hypnosis CD. I love stuff like this so when I realized I got the book and the CD, I was sold.

I finished the book on Sunday and as soon as I woke up Monday, I went upstairs and popped in the CD. It asks you to lay down on the floor and relax. I was fine until Joey decided to come upstairs and see what I was doing.

Whenever I'm laying down, the damn dog thinks it's playtime. If I never get a flat stomach, I'll blame Joey because I can't get through a series of sit-ups without him jumping on me, licking me and trying to get me to pet him.

Now I'm worried, since I was in the middle of hypnosis, did the dog make it into my subconscious. Will I associate eating better with the sound of him licking himself? That worries me.

I'll keep you posted...

Labels: Joey, Random Shit

posted by SDC @ 2:04 PM

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