The Diet Resolution..... Day 2

Despite what I said yesterday, the diet resolution didn't carry on quite how I imagined today.
At the suggestion of yoga, my Barbie friend answered 'if you want lie down, you may as well do it at home'. Point made, we sacked the class of and went home (Barbie stopped off en route to pick up a pizza.... I had an omelet and 54 small chocolates)

With this in mind, I was pleased to see a little statistic on the Mail Online kindly informing me 92% of dieters have fallen off the wagon since Tuesday, gorging on comfort food and, erm, lying down.
Smugly, I carried on popping chocolates feeling incredibly sorry for the ones who have yet to realise the gym only ends in tears.



Then I saw this.
Oh Jennifer Ellison. You have ruined my night and saved my diet in one swoop.
I don't care if this picture is airbrushed, it has still become my new wallpaper.
I want to be able to lug a cardboard cut out of myself around whilst sporting Louboutins and body con more than anything in the World.
I'm booked into spinning two nights in a row and I'm even going to a 6:30 am class for people who like to torture themselves before the sun rises.
Have I ordered Ellison's workout DVD?
OF COURSE I EFFING HAVE.
Until it arrives, I'm just off to jog in the sea in my best Nike cap and my worst sports bra. Wehey!