Goodbye Sweet #Wine Hello #RockinBod – #BootCamp Starts in T-Minus 3-2-1

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“Nothing comes between me and my Levi’s.” Wendi Pop Rock circa 1988. Photo by Garrett Burdick

I know what you’re thinking, “Here she goes again with another one of her wacky diets that she will fail in a matter of weeks.” To be honest, part of me is thinking that too. But a bigger part of me is thinking, “THIS time I am really going to do it.”

Yes, I’ve tried the Rubber Band Diet, the No Carb Diet, the Captain Morgan and Cigarettes Diet and many more, but this time it will be different. Why?  Because I want to recreate the young Wendy in the photo above and below. Because I have a photo shoot scheduled in 4 weeks. Because I’ve been telling myself for 3 years when I turn age “X” I am going todo the Valerie Bertinielli bikini shot. But most of all, because we got a new bedroom set with a mirror and I caught a glimpse of myself in that way-too-honest-to-be-a-good-friend mirror and I did not like what I saw.

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A young Wendy in Atlantic City, circa 1994, photo by Mitch Crystal

I saw someone who had made up excuse after excuse. I saw someone who gave up ten too many times.  I saw someone who needs real change.

SO how will I do it? A little-known secret called…. wait for it….”Diet and Exercise!”  I re-enlisted in Max’s Best Bootcamp in Danbury, CT, where I used to go. The ever so patient and encouraging Max Barry sat down with me today and we got real. He asked me questions…. hard questions like….

  • Why do you want to lose weight?
  • When do you think you can workout?
  • And what about the wine?

GASP! The wine? MY wine? My friend and lover and solace almost every night after a long, hard stressful day of writing gory attention grabbing headlines as required by my bosses? (I’m a news editor in case you’re just joining this party). How DARE he make me break up with WINE of all things? There was an awkward pause, and a nervous laugh. And then reality set in.

If I am going to be committed to this new “relationship,” I must give the old Chard the heave-ho. I will rip it off like a Band-Aid, but first I must finish all the wine and chips and carbs in the house before boot camp starts on Friday, right? Well at least the wine….HICCUP!

Friday’s boot camp starts at 9 a.m. I will be weighed (yuck) and measured (double yuck) and given a diet and workout plan. Max tells me my new food choices will be “luxurious.” I like that word. Maybe this won’t be so bad. And he said I will have an accountability partner – A.K.A. “personal trainer” that I will meet with twice a week in addition to the boot camp sessions. Yikes.

Max challenged me to lose 20 pounds in 6 weeks. Can she doit folks? Or will she fall off the wine wagon?  I will be blogging about my progress every day,and checking in at the gym like one of those annoying people leaving inspirational hashtags and quote all over Twitterverse and Instaland. So if you hate that just unfollow me for now. I promise I won’t turn into one of those annoying fitness dorks. (or will I?!)

All these questions and more will be answered on… “As the Fat Burns.” Yep- fitness dork is already coming out. This is going to be FUN!

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