Woman on a mission

Just like the song, I am a woman on a mission.

I am two days into my fitness bootcamp and I am feeling the burn. Cardio day yesterday and conditioning session this morning. I was so exhausted last night after the extreme lack of sleep over the weekend and then 5:55 am start on Monday, I passed out in bed at 9:15 pm last night. Rock and Roll.

But up again this mornig at 5:55 am and I worked very hard this morning. I even devised my own incentive programme. Yesterday in my lunch break I purchased two new bikinis (size 12 but I do think that because of my height the bottoms need to be a size 12 to fit properly?!) Anyway, new bikinis purchased I tried them on at home and they look ok. I look now, how I looked this time last year for my summer holidays - pretty good but room for improvement. I know I can tone up and jiggle down so am on a mission to make my body look amazing for the bikinis. No muffin spill, no jiggly inner thighs and a taught tummy - this is my mission and I have chosen to accept it.

I have approximately 6 weeks until the holiday in Italy and the two week bootcamp is the perfect super boost start.

So after an hour of squatting, lunging, jumping, planking and crunching I feel slightly stiff but good. My plan is to also eat well over the next 6 weeks. No rubbish and healthy suppers.

While life may be slightly dull for the next couple of weeks, it will be worth it. I also think that a couple of months with a reduced social calendar will also be good on the old bank account. And that means cute beach outfits to go with the new bikini and the two dresses I have my eye on in Oasis. One is aqua marine and long with frills - perfect summer holiday dress, it must be mine. Accessorize have at the moment the cutest beach wear, I have my eye on a striped jersey bandeau dress, some blue jersey sailor shorts, an african print bandeau dress and a frilly white broderie skirt. Not too much then??? Not sure will be able to purchase it all. However the house we are staying in in Italy is just too beautiful, it would be devastating to not be dressed well all week.

Luckily my boyfriend has also given in to two months of whining in his ear. He originally booked our flights with no haul baggage (darn you ryan air and your stuid overpriced "extras") and told me for a weeks holiday I needed to make do with the space of what can only be described as a large weekend bag for a weeks worth of amazing summer clothes for my only summer holiday this year and a sweets bag worth of liquid toiletries. I don't think so Mr.

However at the prospect of not being able to bring back his beloved olive oil and balsamic vinegar and the above whining, he has caved and I am reunited with my large Samsonite.

I'm sorry but for the one week of the year where you are not restricted to office wear, British weather, at your slimmest, tanned and looking generally amazing and you have to take out minimal clothing - not on my watch.

For the time being I will not be buying anything and then will probably devise some sort of hierarchy spreadhseet for my wish items and select accordingly. But first the bikini mission must be executed and so far so good.

This evening? Packing and the sky plussed episode of Glee I recorded last night

Have a lovely day