Living in Los Angeles, I have chosen to share space with an endless train of vegetarians, vegans, “I only eat organic” types, fresh fruit worshippers, and just about any and all other healthy food-centric groups that could possibly exist on the face of this planet. I’m in awe of the self-discipline of healthy eaters. I really am. And that’s why it makes me even more ashamed to admit this, but here it goes. {Deep breath}

At some point, I suspect around the time I moved away to college and became responsible for feeding myself (and I no longer had the option of noshing on my Mom’s amazing cooking), I became a big fan of junk food. Yeah, that’s right – chocolates, cookies, and sweets, pass ’em my way! And give me a McDonald’s cheeseburger or Arby’s curly fries any day. Grossed out yet? I suspect many of you will be. But I can’t truly come clean with this “confession” without providing all the hairy details. So yeah, there you have it. My junk food obsession was borderline tolerable when I was 20 and at my metabolic peak. However, it’s seven years later, and this “habit” just isn’t cool when you are heading toward 30, and your body is looking a little, dare I say it, “mushy” (i.e. the stomach and butt regions), your hair isn’t glistening like it once did, and your skin is…well…blah.

And while I’m admitting all of this, I might as well add that I not only make bad food choices; I’m lazy. I’d rather breeze through the drive thru or run into Quiznos after work than buy healthy groceries, plan a meal, and actually cook it. Mr. G has somewhat mirrored my bad habits and poor choices. We are at the point where ordering all fruit toppings on our Pinkberrys is toward the top of our “healthy choices” list . I have tried to start eating better before. So far, nothing has stuck. I go to Trader Joe’s* and buy $100 worth of organic foods, fruits, and veggies. I cook a meal or two and then I’ve lost that lovin’ feelin’.

I really want to get myself under control before the wedding. Why? Not necessarily because I want to achieve ultimate thinness or modelesque hotness or whatever, but because I want to feel better and now is as good a time as any. Also, our wedding date actually gives me a tangible goal. Stop eating like crap, start eating well, and (hopefully) feel better by June 2009. I’d also be remiss if I didn’t mention that I’d also like to strengthen my body for purposes of getting pregnant down the line. You can’t exactly nourish a growing baby with a body powered by Chicken McNuggets.

So, I know many of the beautiful Bees have professed an interest in losing weight, toning up, and feeling better. I’d like to jump on the “feel better” bus and ask the lovely WB readers, do you or did you ever have bad eating habits? Have you changed? If so, how did you change bad habits? Tricks and tips would be greatly appreciated! And if you still need to make the change, join me in my journey. Let’s see what we can come up with!

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*Trader Joe’s is an awesome and healthy grocery store chain. Don’t know? Better ask somebody!