On telling my husband that I had joined the 'Bounce Army', he politely informed me it was a fad, which is man-speak for not real exercise. He was wrong. I went, I bounced... and then I spent all day Thursday and part of Friday aching. Really, really aching. Whilst I ached (without a single moan, honestly), I started researching... Which exercise 'fads' would help a bride fit into her perfect dress without a so much as a pinch or a squeeze?