How To Lose Weight And Keep It Off
Without Prejudice
Before, well packed, and sooooooo happy, not. Look at that body language. I refused to have a lot of photos whilst fat.
Now
Even in Winter I kept it off.
I lost 26 kilos in twenty six weeks and I have kept it off for three years. I feel fantastic, full of energy so much so I have to stay on the move all the time.
First I went to Camp Eden and learned about health and nutrition. Came back to cold cold Melbourne after two weeks in gloriously sunny Queensland. And nothing miraculous happened. I had been firm fat and over fifty for a decade. I could barely remember when I had been thin.
After Eden I ground my own nuts and walked everyday, still nothing.
As part of my commitment to health at Eden I had written down three goals for the next twelve months, not believing in any of them.
1. To have a lean, brown, healthy body.
2. To write a book.
3. To have a loyal man in my life and I would always be loyal to Him. Not a Husband as I am not a great believer in marriage. As someone once said, " marriage is a bad contract ", I was once bitten, twice shy.
One month to the day after Eden I received two phone calls.
One from Eden and one from my younger brother David Bruckshaw. I go by my single name and did from six months after my marriage break down. They say you can tell how bad the divorce was by
the amount of time the woman takes to go back to her Maiden name.
My Dad cried when he received a card from me with my name Janette Bruckshaw on the back,
Camp Eden wanted to know where I was at with my goals.
So did Dave.
I hadn't lost an ounce, hadn't written a word and the man I thought I was mad about and he me had swanned off with someone else.
Life was shit, worse than before I went to Eden.
So I crossed to my kitchen window, threw my arms up and shouted this,
" God if you are listening, I give up. O.K."
" I give it up to you as I have had enough "
And I meant it.
I was fed up being fat, unhealthy ( although I had given up smoking for almost a year )
I wanted to write but was scared to death if it.
And I was sick of being lonely. And sick of hating men.
The next day I was up early and began writing, a bowl of cut up fruit beside me.
And I wrote and wrote and wrote.
I stood up one day and I swore I felt thinner.
I asked my daughter and she is fat phobic and she said, yes I think you have.
My Grandson came over and he said in a loud and delighted voice,
"Nana, well done "
I had so much energy I had to clean houses to burn it off.
And I wrote stories, and now get paid by Google Asia Pacific to do so.
Stories of my life, women's issues, kids, funny times, sad times. I didn't care if no ins read them, the pleasure is in the writing.
And I have dated a few men but the " Cowboy" eludes me.
But two out of three ain't bad,
Love Nette x
Before, well packed, and sooooooo happy, not. Look at that body language. I refused to have a lot of photos whilst fat.
Now
Now I can't take enough photos
I lost 26 kilos in twenty six weeks and I have kept it off for three years. I feel fantastic, full of energy so much so I have to stay on the move all the time.
First I went to Camp Eden and learned about health and nutrition. Came back to cold cold Melbourne after two weeks in gloriously sunny Queensland. And nothing miraculous happened. I had been firm fat and over fifty for a decade. I could barely remember when I had been thin.
After Eden I ground my own nuts and walked everyday, still nothing.
As part of my commitment to health at Eden I had written down three goals for the next twelve months, not believing in any of them.
1. To have a lean, brown, healthy body.
2. To write a book.
3. To have a loyal man in my life and I would always be loyal to Him. Not a Husband as I am not a great believer in marriage. As someone once said, " marriage is a bad contract ", I was once bitten, twice shy.
One month to the day after Eden I received two phone calls.
One from Eden and one from my younger brother David Bruckshaw. I go by my single name and did from six months after my marriage break down. They say you can tell how bad the divorce was by
the amount of time the woman takes to go back to her Maiden name.
My Dad cried when he received a card from me with my name Janette Bruckshaw on the back,
Camp Eden wanted to know where I was at with my goals.
So did Dave.
I hadn't lost an ounce, hadn't written a word and the man I thought I was mad about and he me had swanned off with someone else.
Life was shit, worse than before I went to Eden.
So I crossed to my kitchen window, threw my arms up and shouted this,
" God if you are listening, I give up. O.K."
" I give it up to you as I have had enough "
And I meant it.
I was fed up being fat, unhealthy ( although I had given up smoking for almost a year )
I wanted to write but was scared to death if it.
And I was sick of being lonely. And sick of hating men.
The next day I was up early and began writing, a bowl of cut up fruit beside me.
And I wrote and wrote and wrote.
I stood up one day and I swore I felt thinner.
I asked my daughter and she is fat phobic and she said, yes I think you have.
My Grandson came over and he said in a loud and delighted voice,
"Nana, well done "
I had so much energy I had to clean houses to burn it off.
And I wrote stories, and now get paid by Google Asia Pacific to do so.
Stories of my life, women's issues, kids, funny times, sad times. I didn't care if no ins read them, the pleasure is in the writing.
And I have dated a few men but the " Cowboy" eludes me.
But two out of three ain't bad,
Love Nette x
