The 1-2-3-2-1 Workout

 I love ice cream.  Actually, there should be a new word to describe how obsessed I am with ice cream.  And apparently, getting engaged and becoming a bit more stressed has made me crave that creamy goodness even more.  Give me some mint chocolate chip with a side of Say Yes to the Dress and the stress just melts away.

So even though my wedding is a year and a half away, I realize I need to curb the ice cream madness - or find a workout to burn the calories away quickly.

Luckily, the other day my boss handed me a 500 pound Vogue - and while I thought about using it for weight training, I actually decided to read the famed fashion magazine (a fashionista at heart I am not).  And surprisingly, after getting past the ads and the shoes I couldn't afford, I ran across a fitness article that I've decided has changed my life.

The trainer in the article put the editor through the 1-2-3-2-1 workout.  Sprint for one minute, jog for one minute; sprint for two minutes, jog for two minutes.  You get the point. 

Let me tell you.  I wanted to die on the treadmill.  Even though I'm pretty good runner, this brought me pretty close to puking.

And guess what I had for a snack to celebrate my new, intense, calorie burning blast? Some ice cream :)

I don't think Anna Wintour would approve.

Taming My Inner Bridezilla

I hate bridal magazines, but I have a stack sitting on my calendar.  


I despise shopping - but I head to different web sites to look at gowns and bridal party dresses.  


I can't walk through a store now without thinking, "Oh, I totally need to register for that" even though, really, when am I going to ever use a Kitchen Aid Mixer? (but I really really want it!!!)


When I hear a song, I immediately start wondering if it would make a good first dance ballad.


And don't even get me started on the gym and bridal bootcamp workouts.


I'm good at taming these flare ups, these wedding thoughts that could, if I let them, take over my world.  


One way to satisfy my bridal cravings... plop onto the couch and turn on "Say Yes to the Dress." All of a sudden, I don't feel so crazy.