Skinny Girls Club---Trial and Error
Without Prejudice
Yvette, my 2nd oldest daughter has the metabolism of a racehorse, always has had and probably always will. My Father In Law, Tiny was the same. I have never seen a man who could pack away food like him and what food ! My parents in law lived on a farm in Soldiers Road, Loch, in Gippsland, beautiful rich farming country. They were dairy farmers.
Gwen, my Mother In Law was a hard working, farmers wife who baked and cooked like an angel. Her pies, roasts, cakes and biscuits were legendary. Tiny would come up from the Dairy for a breakfast every day of porridge with cream on top, fresh from the dairy, brought up in jars. He then added raw sugar and lecithin granules.
Then poached eggs, sometimes tomatoes fresh from the garden with chopped bacon, salt and pepper and a bit of chopped tasty cheese. The cheese would melt into strings and blend with the tomatoes and bacon and was even better the next day. Then a few pieces of toast with homemade jam or butter. He then had morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea and dinner. He was the size of a teenage boy and wiry, there wasnt an ounce of fat on him.
Yvette also can pack it away, loves food and is the size of a toothpick, I have hung out her G Strings and thought they were lace garters. As a teenager she did go anorexic for a time and almost disappeared down the plug hole, she was that thin. The thinnest was about 37 kg and the Doctor said if she went down one more kilo she was going to Hospital.
So she tried to help her younger Sister out who was on the chubby side and wanted to lose weight. I will never forget the reading out of the diet, Yvette proposed, and it was so restrictive that her Sister had eaten all her daily allowance by lunch time. It mainly consisted of lots of water, steamed dim sims, 3 of and perhaps a normal dinner.
She was the same when she tried Light and Easy, hated the smell of it, it smelled like "diet food " and had eaten her daily portions by lunchtime. She gave it all away and went out and bought K.F.C. When we went to Bali when she was 14 she would not eat a thing at the restaurant or in the villages. Everything "smelt ", even the orange juice, the fruit, the air. She ate only room service food, an american burger, fries and a coke.
She is still the same but no longer chubby. Last year she lost her appetite and plummeted 40 kilos within months. Then she stopped drinking. It was a weird illness. She became almost skeletal and for a girl who had once been chubby it was a frightening experience. She wasnt used to a smaller body. I liked it for her as I had lost 25 kilos and nothing tastes as good as skinny feels. We could swap clothes and she was smaller than me.
She hated the loss, mourned her old body, her old bigger body. It takes a long time for the mind to accept the smaller body. I still go into changing cubicles and literally do not recognise the thin thighs of my new skinnier self. Her husband loved her big or small, it didn't matter. I was happy for her as she never had felt that she could just wear anything and I knew it would give her another thirty forty years of life.
She looks amazing. And it's such a health thing these days. In fact never think diet but think health. The body has the amazing capacity to change. And just like the ads say
"I wish I had done it sooner "
Yvette, my 2nd oldest daughter has the metabolism of a racehorse, always has had and probably always will. My Father In Law, Tiny was the same. I have never seen a man who could pack away food like him and what food ! My parents in law lived on a farm in Soldiers Road, Loch, in Gippsland, beautiful rich farming country. They were dairy farmers.
Gwen, my Mother In Law was a hard working, farmers wife who baked and cooked like an angel. Her pies, roasts, cakes and biscuits were legendary. Tiny would come up from the Dairy for a breakfast every day of porridge with cream on top, fresh from the dairy, brought up in jars. He then added raw sugar and lecithin granules.
Then poached eggs, sometimes tomatoes fresh from the garden with chopped bacon, salt and pepper and a bit of chopped tasty cheese. The cheese would melt into strings and blend with the tomatoes and bacon and was even better the next day. Then a few pieces of toast with homemade jam or butter. He then had morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea and dinner. He was the size of a teenage boy and wiry, there wasnt an ounce of fat on him.
Yvette also can pack it away, loves food and is the size of a toothpick, I have hung out her G Strings and thought they were lace garters. As a teenager she did go anorexic for a time and almost disappeared down the plug hole, she was that thin. The thinnest was about 37 kg and the Doctor said if she went down one more kilo she was going to Hospital.
So she tried to help her younger Sister out who was on the chubby side and wanted to lose weight. I will never forget the reading out of the diet, Yvette proposed, and it was so restrictive that her Sister had eaten all her daily allowance by lunch time. It mainly consisted of lots of water, steamed dim sims, 3 of and perhaps a normal dinner.
She was the same when she tried Light and Easy, hated the smell of it, it smelled like "diet food " and had eaten her daily portions by lunchtime. She gave it all away and went out and bought K.F.C. When we went to Bali when she was 14 she would not eat a thing at the restaurant or in the villages. Everything "smelt ", even the orange juice, the fruit, the air. She ate only room service food, an american burger, fries and a coke.
She is still the same but no longer chubby. Last year she lost her appetite and plummeted 40 kilos within months. Then she stopped drinking. It was a weird illness. She became almost skeletal and for a girl who had once been chubby it was a frightening experience. She wasnt used to a smaller body. I liked it for her as I had lost 25 kilos and nothing tastes as good as skinny feels. We could swap clothes and she was smaller than me.
She hated the loss, mourned her old body, her old bigger body. It takes a long time for the mind to accept the smaller body. I still go into changing cubicles and literally do not recognise the thin thighs of my new skinnier self. Her husband loved her big or small, it didn't matter. I was happy for her as she never had felt that she could just wear anything and I knew it would give her another thirty forty years of life.
She looks amazing. And it's such a health thing these days. In fact never think diet but think health. The body has the amazing capacity to change. And just like the ads say
"I wish I had done it sooner "
