The secret to losing weight is all about knowing yourself and just doing something. Forget the guilt, just make a decision to change and you will find there are people everywhere who are willing to give you their time support and advise, just ask for it!
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Here is an excerpt from one of my other blog posts, don´t tell anyone! OK? I remember running early one morning on the southern coast of the North Island of New zealand, Wellington. It´s isolated with only a two shack like houses faceing south in defiance of the everpresent wind and rain coming fresh from Antarctica, brutal and cold.
We often surf without booties in the 13º water during winter at Lyall Bay, which is the Wellington surfspot nestled alongside the airport, so we are used to the cold weather. This particular morning it was cold, I had on my gloves, beanie and leggings but I had forgoten the all important lip balm (despite being freshly cracked from the previous days running,) I pulled up into the carpark, and thought twice about getting out. I bit my cracked lip and winced from the pain, I needed my lip-balm. Luckily my wife had left her lipstick (named lust) in the car, so I lavishly applied this to my lips, thinking that in this cold, early, devilishly brutal dawn it would help and hey, I would see no-one anyway. As the morning began to break I still couldn´t see much but I could smell the sea lions less than 10 meters away, I got into my stride and thought nothing of the couple walking their dog near their parked land rover, I waved and recieved a cursory wave back. Of course it was not until ten minutes later that I realised I was wearing the lustful red lipstick!
Luckily because of the light and my outfit, they possibly just thought I was an unfortunate looking woman; later on that day, when relating the story, my wife informed me that it was `matt` lipstick and not in the least bit moisturising!!
If you would like a free ebook on how to eat on a diet, I mean seriously how to stop dieting and start living fill in the form to the left to register for your free copy.
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| My dawn break foto of Lyall Bay |
Here is an excerpt from one of my other blog posts, don´t tell anyone! OK? I remember running early one morning on the southern coast of the North Island of New zealand, Wellington. It´s isolated with only a two shack like houses faceing south in defiance of the everpresent wind and rain coming fresh from Antarctica, brutal and cold.
We often surf without booties in the 13º water during winter at Lyall Bay, which is the Wellington surfspot nestled alongside the airport, so we are used to the cold weather. This particular morning it was cold, I had on my gloves, beanie and leggings but I had forgoten the all important lip balm (despite being freshly cracked from the previous days running,) I pulled up into the carpark, and thought twice about getting out. I bit my cracked lip and winced from the pain, I needed my lip-balm. Luckily my wife had left her lipstick (named lust) in the car, so I lavishly applied this to my lips, thinking that in this cold, early, devilishly brutal dawn it would help and hey, I would see no-one anyway. As the morning began to break I still couldn´t see much but I could smell the sea lions less than 10 meters away, I got into my stride and thought nothing of the couple walking their dog near their parked land rover, I waved and recieved a cursory wave back. Of course it was not until ten minutes later that I realised I was wearing the lustful red lipstick!
Luckily because of the light and my outfit, they possibly just thought I was an unfortunate looking woman; later on that day, when relating the story, my wife informed me that it was `matt` lipstick and not in the least bit moisturising!!
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