Although I am on vacation (and vacation calories don't count, right?) I am thinking to myself, "Whoa Jess, stop the fat train before it gets outta control..." and on the 10-hour drive from Charlotte, NC to Fort Wayne, I devise a plan. I've already poo-pooed Alli (no pun intended, of course) as a diet drug, and search for other weight loss aids. And I realize something: gimmicks are just that. You need dedication and drive to make your body change, and upon talking to a wonderful, beautiful RN, Kori who recently shed 25 pounds, it struck me like a Big Mac in the drive-thru: Monkey see, Monkey do.

And Kori's secret? She walked. She walks. She will walk. Kori began wearing a pedometer to track her daily exercise, and it's been working. "I didn't even change the way I eat. I still eat like crap."

Well, maybe I'll modify that part. A little bit.