That's how much my waist has shrunk since I came back from France at the beginning of August. That's almost three inches! How chuffed am I! I was beginning to worry about my ever expanding belly: ever since I gave up smoking three years ago, it seemed to take on a life of its own: I had no control! I wasn't aware that I was eating more, and I had also all but given up drinking alcohol. A couple of years ago, when I trapped my sciatic nerve, I had to give up almost all exercise (I couldn't walk), and the belly just kept growing. Now, though, it is in retreat, and I am down two notches on my belt. I still have a bit to go, but I am much happier now that I can get into 36" waist trousers. Yippee for me!