And So It Begins... Beginning Weight Pictures

Ladies and Gentlemen... Let me present the BEFORE pictures. And there better be major improvement in a month when I do this again... or at least in 9 months.

ANYWAY...

It has begun. The slimdown. The most anticipated and annoying part of the entire wedding process.

Now don't get me wrong... it will SOOO be worth it later down the road, but when Jillian Michael's is yelling at you to do more push ups and crunches, all I want to do is curl up on the couch and eat potato chips.

Today I began the 30 day Shred- the sorest 20 minutes of my life. I have never realized HOW out of shape I have actually become since high school.

I decided to start with jillian because I'm still so far from the wedding date. So, before I get really ambitious and do P 90X, I decided I should try to work up some endurance so I don't actually die in attempting P 90X. So in 29 days we'll see if Jillian is actually worth the money I paid for her :)

That is all folks. It's time to do more homework now. Progress pictures to come.

Dressed for Success... For Tomorrow?

Well, today... I did a bad thing... or a REALLY good thing. Judgment will hold for another week or so until the decision is in.

Anyway, today I went to Academy and spent... more than I should have... on athletic clothes meant to inspire me to begin my work out regime. I mean I look good now... there is no reason why I can't begin wedding bootcamp.

If only OC had ellipticals, treadmills, and workout equipment that sports teams ARE NOT ALLOWED to use. It's a major bummer to get all psyched out to work and then end up waiting at least half an hour to get on a machine. And don't even try to use the weights. Those basketball players don't share. (When does basketball season start again? Do you really need to use the weights every day for at least 2 hours, not including the time you stare at yourself in the window?)

Fitness is one area that I have neglected since being engaged and it's also one area that I care greatly about. I want to make sure that Oklahoma is good to me this year, and I don't gain excess weight while here.

So, now that I have my yoga pants, running cold gear, running shorts, and sweat-wicking t-shirts, I'm ready to go work out... AFTER I do homework and eat dinner. I'll get to it eventually :)

Embracing Mother Nature's Beauty!

This is my venue :)

It's PERFECT!!!

I can't wait.

The. End.

Maneater Gone Romance-eater

This cartoon ----------------------------------------------------->

Yes that one right there is the summary of my life.

I have the WORST memory known to man (thanks mom... I think it's hereditary).

Poor Andy is really getting the worst end of this deal.

You know how girls complain that guys are so unromantic and forget aniversaries or first kisses or first date... and God-forbid first hand hold ?

Well... That's me in this relationship.

Andy asked me the other day about how much I loved my valentine's day present... and I couldn't even remember what it was or what we did. I really am a romance killer.

Call me a MANEATER. Well, better yet ROMANCE-EATER.

I mean what's wrong with me!!! I'm about as romantic as Scrooge. How did I become so cynical!!!

Here I'm about to get a fairy tale wedding and a perfect "once upon a time"... and I'm thinking about how I'm going to have to touch his socks!!!

I mean when he says something sweet I tell him to quit being cheesy... it's a little harsh considering we, as a woman population on average, ask and beg for them to be prince charming... and then laugh when they try.

Ok, I need to. So, to all those who read this, I'm on a new quest to try to find a romantic bone in my body. Cheers