Of course I don't want any fries!!

The exclamation above is usually a flat-out lie if it's coming out of my mouth. On most occasions, if I haven't eaten my fiance's fries before he can even lick the salt off his fingers, then I'm giving him the evil eye as I manhandle the remaining few fries he didn't eat and almost threw away. But not this weekend, my friends!! No, no! I stayed firm and held my head high with pride while scarfed down a veggie sandwich from Subway's and Baked Lay's. YES!! This is a first folks, so I believe congratulations are in order...pause for smiles and light applause...okay, good.


As I mentioned in the description of this blog, my wedding is right around the corner and I desperately need to make some changes. Truth is, I'm not a bad eater. Although do love to eat, I almost always find a healthy way to eat just about everything that I love. The problem is, I have literally stopped exercising. I have a great deal of excuses, some make sense, but most are simply just excuses. And I have this nagging feeling that it will be a week before the wedding and I'll be trying to starve myself and do crunches under my desk at work, like a crazy person. So, I need to set some goals and guidelines, damnit!

Goals

1. To lose 5-10 lbs.
2. To firm up, but keep a little jiggle where it counts.
3. To look and feel stronger.
4. To have the smoothest skin possible.
5. To rock a fierce bikini on our honeymoon.

Guidelines

1. I will need to do at least 30 minutes of physical activity per day (whether it's jogging, pilates, brisk walks, dancing, whatever...I just need to get my indulgent a** up).
2. Eat sensible meals and snacks...no beer (at least not a whole one), no bites of fries and doughnuts. sniff.
3. Try not to eat after 8 pm, unless it's something light.
4. Don't freak out if I mess up a little bit, but not too much.
5. Get enough sleep!! I am terrible at this.
6. Follow all the necessary beauty rituals at night, no matter how annoyingly tedious they can be. It will pay off!!
   

As of now, I am accountable to this blog. There are 104 days until our big day, and I plan to be frikin' ridiculous. watch out ya'll.

*Ber is a nickname given to me by a few of my cousins. It's goofy and I love it.