The Modern Bride

My name is Vikki Kobasic and I am getting married in September. Unfortunately, having love in my life has made me fat and out of shape. So, when Modern Bride offered to give me some help shedding the weight pre-nuptials, and all I had to do was tell every embarrassing detail about the experience, I jumped at the chance. So, here's every embarrassing detail, peppered with some thoughts on life. Enjoy.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

I was so busy when I got back from London I didn't give it it's propers in terms of my time there. I have some observations I'd like to share.

- There is liberal use of the word ‘Literally’
o Our question to a fella on the street: “Do we go this way to get to X restaurant?” His answer: “Literally.”
o To our hotel maintenance man:
 Us: Is this how you work the shower {while working the shower wrong}
 Him: Literally {from the other room}
- Everyone in London wears tight pants. In the US, most men’s pants sag or fit more loosely (at least in the circles I navigate). In the UK, I saw outlines.
- Pubs in the UK have carpet on the floor. This is just a bad idea. Point proven when a drunken fella stumbled up a set of stairs, spilled his beer all over The Modern Groom’s jacket and the rest on the floor. No one made any move to clean it up all night.
- Men there wear great shoes. The Modern Groom wears nice shoes, but they’re not super trendy. All of London wears shoes like my friend Steve. Steve has many pairs of shoes, and judges others’ shoes. He should live in London.
- Women wear lots of red shoes. In a grouping of five women, three of them will have red shoes on.
- I look like Mary Tyler Moore in London. The humidity is such that my curly hair that blown straight daily says no, and I look like a 70s anachronism.
- I can barely do math in the U.S. I can do absolutely no math in the UK. I could not figure out money or the conversation rate the entire trip.
- Bird callers – While we walked around London, we saw many, many vendors in the streets demonstrating bird callers for sale. I realized two things about bird callers:
o I hate birds. A bird caller would be the worst gift for me ever.
o Even though the salesmen were blowing the holy hell out of these bird callers, there were no birds for miles. We watched for quite a while, and the callers called no birds. London bird callers are actually anti-bird callers and would therefore be the greatest gift for me ever.
- You don’t tip in London, except when you’re expected to tip. But no one knows when that is.
- During breakfast on my second day in town I saw a British mullet. It was a strong mullet that could have held up to US scrutiny. It was the only one I saw during the trip.
- London is 10-15 years behind in music, or they think American’s want to hear music that is 10-15 years old. During the week we heard Ace of Base, Waterfalls by TLC, Regulator, etc. We also heard Dolly Parton and Olivia Newton John, both in a very British bar called “The Kings Arms.” Wacky.
- London makes you blind.
- Falling asleep on a tour bus apparently is fine.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Today ends my official Sonoma run with Modern Bride magazine. The journalist needs to turn in her Bride diet experiment story this week so we all had to give our final thoughts. Mine were that I am a happy, slimmer woman. I've lost 20lbs in the six plus weeks of this diet. I am by no means ending the process though, or the blog. I have really enjoyed what Sonoma has taught me, BUT I have three and a half months left until my wedding and I still have work to do!

I do want to thank Modern Bride magazine and Sonoma-creator Connie Guttersen for spurning me to get off the couch, put the gyro down and feel good about myself.

I am going to keep blogging so stay tuned:)

My measurements are the same as yesterday!

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

The only thing I've been able to eat in two days is half a (Somona-approved)sandwhich. My stomach is all tied in knots. My family had a little bug last week so I think I might have caught it from them {jerks}. I feel better than I did on Tuesday so perhaps it'll all be better tomorrow.

In the menatime:

Measurements as of today:
June 8: 39 days into Sonoma
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 131
Thighs: 19 in
Arms: 10 in
Hips: 37 in
Waist: 30 in

Measurement History:

Mid-March (when I started dieting in earnest, but before Sonoma)
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 150
Inches: Too uncomfortable to record

April 29: The day I started Sonoma
It should be noted I started 10 days later then my Modern Bride cohorts started on their respective diets. We were to begin on April 19th but due to a delay in receiving the info and that elusive time thing I was delayed.
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 145
Thighs: 20 1/2 in
Arms: 11 in
Hips: 38 1/2 in
Waist: 31 1/2 in

May 8: 10 days into Sonoma
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 137
Thighs: 20 1/2 in
Arms: 11 in
Hips: 37 1/2 in
Waist: 31 in

Measurements as of today:
May 20: 20 days into Sonoma
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 135
Thighs: 20 in
Arms: 10.5 in
Hips: 37 in
Waist: 30 in

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

I am in bed with horrible stomach issues. I can't eat! So strange. I think I have a bug. I wish it would go away.

Happy birthday to my sister Debbie. She's recently lost 20 lbs on Weight Watchers! Go Debba!!

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

This post is dedicated to the Connie Guttersen, creator of Sonoma Diet.

I'm sorry, Connie. I'm sure your diet works for anyone in the world, but I am in London and I need to eat the local cuisine. As penance, I'll call out all the naughtiness I consumed while in the UK:

- Fish and chips (fried fish with the skin still on and fried potato wedges)
- Duck Pate
- Ice cream and chocolate covered strawberries (perhaps not a London-specific food but still yummy!)
- Pesto-laden sandwiches
- Several heavy beers

Okay, not that bad. Actually, I was able to Sonoma for most breakfasts and lunches and then I let myself eat what I wanted at dinner. I've been on the diet long enough now though that I actually eat based on the new eating patterns versus having to think about what I want and what I can have. But, I did get into a vacation-eating mode here so I am interested to see how I bounce back once I am home! More to come...

Saturday, May 27, 2006

So how do you feel about flying? I used to be so afraid to fly I boycotted air travel for more than two years. Then my job opened up so many opportunities for me and I had a boss say to me, “You know, your immobility will hurt your career in the long run.” I knew he was right. Plus, I had never done any rooting around on why flying scared me. So, the deep dive began last year, and as close as I can tell, it’s a control thing. I don’t know how to fly a plane. I wouldn’t functionally assist if we were in trouble. I’m not a control freak, but I am probably a true type-A. Flying never felt comfortable to me. So, once I identified what scared me, I decided to own it. I stopped thinking of all the bad scenarios that could happen and started giving myself permission not to be scared. It was as if I wasn’t scared something bad would happen. How ego-centric is that? Yes, Vikki, you collapse your fear and the plane goes down. Not so much.

So, I conquered the fear and my boss put me on a plane to London to meet with media. What an amazing opportunity. Plus, The Modern Groom was able to come with me. If I got apprehensive, he’d be my rock. Which he was until half way into the flight. So, I was trying to sleep and a flight attendant comes over the speaker and says in a monotone voice, “Ladies and gentlemen, we’re heading into some severe turbulence.” Not their fun lingo – bumpy air, seatbelt weather, etc.- nothing. Just hit us with what it was – severe turbulence. This loveliness was followed by, “Flight crew please take your seats.” I was immediately nervous. My eyes darted around, resting on the monitoring showing our plane’s progress. We had just begun our stint over the Atlantic Ocean. I started to sweat. The Modern Groom was sleeping peacefully next to me. I gently, yet firmly, woke him saying, “Honey, severe turbulence. I’m scared.” I swear to you before the words to complete the phrase “it’s okay” were out of his mouth, he was back to sleep. Not a minor sleep. A full on drool-inducing, deep-breathing sound sleep. I was amazed. I should mention that The Modern Groom is narcoleptic. It’s not diagnosed of course, and it’s more of a theory than a truth, but if he’s dormant for too long (10 minutes minimum), he’s out cold.

As it turns out, the turbulence wasn’t that bad. The Modern Groom would’ve slept through it anyways. And it should be mentioned that I’ve decided there was never any danger of any ‘severe turbulence.’ I think it was just a way of giving the flight crew a break.

So what does all of this have to do with Sonoma? I ate the plane food! Gross breaded chicken, white rice (of the horror, a big no no on the diet) and I polished it off with a bite of cookie. Take that diet. Stress eating. What can you do?

Saturday, May 20, 2006

I had an amazing experience today. My aunt and I organized a team to walk and raise money for breast cancer. Our goal was $2000 and 20 people on the team. Today we had more than 50 people show up and raised almost $4000. Amazing. Well done everyone, and thanks to all that made it possible.

In case you're interested: link.