read her like an open book

cli·ché
n.
1. A trite or overused expression or idea
2. A person or character whose behavior is predictable or superficial

I like cliches.

I think cliches give our language character and a sense of familiarity. They help you remember the lyrics to songs or allow you to finish the sentences of aquaintences you're trying to befriend. They can add mental images that stimulate coversations or make you to feel wise when offering advice to your family. Cliches are fun and obviously impactful as they became cliches in the first place.

I do not like excuses.

Unfortunately, I've begun to feel the excuses that constantly placate my poor eating and exercise habits are becoming cliched. Cliched excuses offer none of the benefits provided by those beloved literary expressions. Between the the two definitions, a line must be drawn.

I do not want to become a cliche.

I don't want to be predictably superficial when I tell myself I'm going to jog in the morning or I can easily walk away from that cookie tonight. This blogging experience is supposed to be a means of holding myself accountable. I realize God and I alone are responsible for my health and appearance; and He had the difficult make-something-out-of-dust-part.

I have decided to monitor my diet (add fruits & veggies, avoid fried foods, and cut out all desserts aside from froyo and specifically identified healty alterntives-ie weight watchers bars or skinny cow pints etc) , take up frequent jogging, and attempt P90x Classic.

My goal is not a size or weight-it's an outfit.

I want to be able to bare my arms confidently in a sleeveless button down and own a pencil skirt. I've wanted a pencil skirt my entire life, This wardrobe piece is the epitome of the ideal female lower form. Unfortunately, my butt and thighs have always prevented the purchase. At the end of 90+ days, I will have my pencil skirt. Also, I want those nude shoes because they're fabulous.

I'm tired of avoiding swim parties and putting off buying clothes because I refuse to take responsibility for my body and my decisions.  I'm ready to do my part.

So here's where I record my journey-the successes and failures.

I'm an open book.

No excuses, honest to blog.