The wedding dress. It has arrived. And now. Now I must have a fitting. Of the dress. On June 11th.

What does this mean? This means that I can no longer procrastinate on the tightening & toning.

The last time I put the dress on (well, the floor model anyway) I wasn’t all that happy with my arms and back. They were kind of smoothed out and rounded. I want to see muscles. I want to be a ripped, hot, fit and toned bride. Not a mushy or squashy bride.

So now the heat is on, and I need to get down to business in terms of watching what I put in my mouth and working out with dedication.

I’ve got a month to renovate the old bod. Wish me luck.

PS: The brain is back. My stress dream last night involved my sitting next to Sarah Jessica Parker at a crowded party in which the only toilet was in the middle of the room, which happened to be about a foot from where we were sitting. It was, in a word, horrifying.