<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936</id><updated>2012-01-27T04:42:39.562-08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Virtual model'/><category term='Self Reflection'/><category term='Step Aerobics'/><category term='Weigh In'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Results'/><category term='Award'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Review'/><category term='100 Things'/><category term='Body Shot'/><category term='Race'/><category term='Fear'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='C25K'/><category term='Excuses'/><category term='Support'/><category term='yoga'/><category 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control</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6618428446803808503</id><published>2011-01-25T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:22:48.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Won't you join me at my new blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howtoloseweightand.blogspot.com/"&gt;How to Lose Weight and....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to lose Weight and.....live, enjoy life, be married, cook dinner, eat out, renovate a house, become a mother and balance it all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because priorities shift like the wind, but a healthy lifestyle should always be paramount.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because while losing weight is important, a balanced lifestyle is the only way to succeed and live a little along the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6618428446803808503?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6618428446803808503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6618428446803808503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new home - November 22&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558463228575374082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/TSOg2zxOWwI/AAAAAAAAF3I/k9UlX2x6dy8/s400/438%2BN.%2BBarry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new name - November 27&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558463726458558402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/TSOhTyh018I/AAAAAAAAF3Y/DiVKJ73cZ8w/s400/tiseo%2Bwedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed the Caribbean - November 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - December 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I moved into my new home - December 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to catching up with my favorite blogs and sharing my progress (and then lack there of thanks to the honeymoon) with everyone :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8839958549996712861?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8839958549996712861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8839958549996712861' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8839958549996712861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8839958549996712861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/TSOg2zxOWwI/AAAAAAAAF3I/k9UlX2x6dy8/s72-c/438%2BN.%2BBarry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7594375173159690447</id><published>2010-08-31T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:25:24.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Another summer come and gone.  It really is my favorite time of year.&lt;br /&gt;This summer was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doozy&lt;/span&gt;.  Since June, here are a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise - July 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was my bridal shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my first ever WW meeting - I still don't know if it's right for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular gym visits have kept me feeling healthy and focused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed solidly in the 170's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House hunting turned up a possibility - we made an offer and it was accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother entered his first body building competition and I got to be his trainer :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to write more about some of these topics to catch up from the summer.  It's been a very busy time for me with the house hunt, wedding planning, and trying to make health and fitness an everyday part of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7594375173159690447?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7594375173159690447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7594375173159690447' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7594375173159690447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7594375173159690447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1743092704956715727</id><published>2010-06-22T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T10:18:58.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><title type='text'>Boo-ya! Welcome to the 170's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/TCDtrY85z-I/AAAAAAAAFPA/7P4B81GPnRE/s1600/P1030240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/TCDtrY85z-I/AAAAAAAAFPA/7P4B81GPnRE/s400/P1030240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind my poor cracked scale - &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/scale-sabotage.html"&gt;there was a mother-in-law incident&lt;/a&gt;. Look past the crack, and check out that number - 179.8 lbs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no parade or statues erected in my name, but there was a hug and kiss from my fiance and a big ole smile on my face :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to making the 170's a much shorter lived visit than the 180's. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1743092704956715727?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1743092704956715727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1743092704956715727' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1743092704956715727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1743092704956715727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/06/boo-ya-welcome-to-170s.html' title='Boo-ya! Welcome to the 170&apos;s'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/TCDtrY85z-I/AAAAAAAAFPA/7P4B81GPnRE/s72-c/P1030240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6070069799272459816</id><published>2010-06-17T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:47:24.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>I think the only way I will ever get under 180lbs is with your help.  I think with accountability and support, I can do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I keep coming around here, touting about how I'm so close to going below 180, and then I find myself 3lbs up again.  Then, I disappear until I am back to 180, and I visit again to post about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not no more! I'm going to stay and deal with whatever number I get next week because this whole lose, post, gain, disappear, lose, post thing is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it hit me when I went to the doctor this week and she told me I was 2lbs less than last year - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for losing, but damn - a whole year was "wasted" in terms of progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am - 180.6lbs.  If there was ever a week to lose the weight, it is this one.  Regardless, I'll let the world know what I weigh next Tuesday when I weigh in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - &lt;a href="http://carlosthelarger.blogspot.com/2010/06/sun-is-out-my-pants-are-tight.html"&gt;Carlos&lt;/a&gt; is back, and I might have found it a tad bit inspiring ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6070069799272459816?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6070069799272459816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6070069799272459816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6070069799272459816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6070069799272459816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/06/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-881605858350035230</id><published>2010-05-25T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:14:22.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>I must have a tapeworm</title><content type='html'>All I did this weekend was eat, eat, eat - yuck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get my sh*t together.  I'm the only one sabotaging myself here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt;, I am worth more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-881605858350035230?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/881605858350035230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=881605858350035230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/881605858350035230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/881605858350035230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-must-have-tapeworm.html' title='I must have a tapeworm'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5621856458034691146</id><published>2010-05-18T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T09:34:00.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Die 180, Die!</title><content type='html'>No 170's for me :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I won't be reporting from the 170's this week.  I weighed myself and I am at 180.4 lbs or +0.2lbs from last week.  It's disappointing and a bit disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have set myself up for failure by eating out for dinner 3 times last week, knowing I would be attending a baby shower this weekend.  I tried to make wise decisions in all of these instances, but I also didn't get in as many workouts this week (only 2). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my fiance are on the offensive this week to bust through the 180's.  He will help me by food shopping so I may bring breakfast and lunch to work every day and he will not tempt me with eating out - we'll be sure to eat dinner at home all week.  I'm really lucky to have my fiance on my side as I attack the 180's in hopes of being rid of them for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5621856458034691146?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5621856458034691146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5621856458034691146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5621856458034691146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5621856458034691146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/05/die-180-die.html' title='Die 180, Die!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6936005971059680626</id><published>2010-05-11T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T09:00:23.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>A complete 180</title><content type='html'>That's what I weigh... 180... well, 180.2 lbs to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a go hard or go home mentality the past two weeks and I have been rewarded with two big losses in a row: -4.2lbs and -3.6lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been at this crossroads before. I am at the threshold of a new weight decade. I truly hope to report to everyone next week from well within the 170's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life hasn't been peachy lately, but I'll save that post for another time. I want to keep my message positive, my spirits high and my efforts focused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6936005971059680626?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6936005971059680626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6936005971059680626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6936005971059680626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6936005971059680626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/05/complete-180.html' title='A complete 180'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2912230260507583209</id><published>2010-04-27T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:32:23.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><title type='text'>Back and forth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I haven't been posting too often because I keep going back and forth about my desire to continue... much like I keep going back and forth about my desire to lose more weight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, at least 15 people told me I look amazing this weekend and that I look like I lost weight - mind you I am up 7lbs from my lowest weight last year.  My fiance loves me no matter what I look like - that was reinforced when he never changed how he treated me whether I weighed 155lbs when I met him or at my *known* peak of 227lbs.  But, ultimately I am not satisfied with my body, and I want to feel complete and utter love for my body and comfort in my skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do this for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2912230260507583209?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2912230260507583209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2912230260507583209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2912230260507583209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2912230260507583209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-and-forth.html' title='Back and forth'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5399111171099757928</id><published>2010-04-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:48:12.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Running makes me hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my last post about exercising in the mornings, I did the 30 Day Shred two more times before work that same week. Then, my work hours decreased dramatically and I took to running outside after work. So, even though I didn't stick with my goal of exercising before work, I have managed to work running back into my schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One problem, however, is that when I increase my running &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt;....I GET HUNGRY, REALLY HUNGRY! I struggle mentally with giving my body the calories it wants to keep running and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;withholding&lt;/span&gt; calories to ensure that I lose weight. I find myself in a circular argument with myself and I find my weight lose at a continued stalemate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What to do? What to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give up running to a less strenuous form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; to ensure that I lose more weight or keep pushing myself to become physically stronger through running and keep fueling my body to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of my most recent runs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035668234397986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S8XxgwIS6SI/AAAAAAAAFFA/tBGIF8BQ_qY/s400/run+a.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035483939250802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S8XxWBk6InI/AAAAAAAAFE4/WGy6xPvkfIs/s400/run1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035363931206162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S8XxPCgwshI/AAAAAAAAFEw/-hmHLu-Sk9A/s400/run2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035209468690530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S8XxGDGBwGI/AAAAAAAAFEo/J2kP-ndIJCU/s400/run+3+yes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5399111171099757928?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5399111171099757928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5399111171099757928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5399111171099757928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5399111171099757928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-makes-me-hungry.html' title='Running makes me hungry'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S8XxgwIS6SI/AAAAAAAAFFA/tBGIF8BQ_qY/s72-c/run+a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5872162933624784388</id><published>2010-03-29T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:02:59.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><title type='text'>A NSSV</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't stutter - I said N S S V - or a &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;o &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;mall &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ictory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a goal to start working out in the mornings before work, but with all the late hours at work, I just didn't have the energy in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning, I had the alarm set for 6:15am and I promptly got out of bed and got dressed to exercise.  It was pouring so I opted for a DVD instead of a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may seem like no big deal but I NEVER get up earlier than absolutely necessary to get ready for things.  Seriously, I am the girl that does everything at night (shower, pack my lunch, pick out clothes, etc) so I can wake up 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; before I have to walk out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning at 6:30am I did the 30 Day Shred and I am so proud :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5872162933624784388?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5872162933624784388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5872162933624784388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5872162933624784388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5872162933624784388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/03/nssv.html' title='A NSSV'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3495079059509096827</id><published>2010-03-25T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:45:01.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>I need to re-focus on myself</title><content type='html'>If my life only consisted of work, then I could easily say that things are awesome.  I am a person, with needs, and what I really need is to re-focus my energy back on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, my life is revolving around work right now. I am working so hard to get a promotion and I am well on my way, but I am starting to feel like my life is suffering because of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point: My "normal" work day is 9.5 hours.  The past two weeks I have put in 12 - 16 hours and my health is definitely suffering.  We order in food when we work long hours.  I have done a decent job of making healthy selections (the good choices: steamed vegetarian dumplings, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;edamame&lt;/span&gt;, chicken satay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;miso&lt;/span&gt; soup; the bad choices: bagel, cupcake, chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tikka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;masala&lt;/span&gt;, and a small amount of mac and cheese), but there is absolutely no time for exercise.  It is beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; - I should be running!  At the very least, I should be popping in the Shred to stay toned.  I find it impossible to squeeze in exercise as the long work hours require a certain amount of sleep to maintain focus and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss exercise...&lt;br /&gt;I miss running...&lt;br /&gt;I miss yoga...&lt;br /&gt;I miss toning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss weighing-in and seeing a loss every week....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3495079059509096827?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3495079059509096827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3495079059509096827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3495079059509096827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3495079059509096827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-to-re-focus-on-myself.html' title='I need to re-focus on myself'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-9025414399490708152</id><published>2010-03-17T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T13:47:18.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goal'/><title type='text'>Breaking it up into bite sized pieces...</title><content type='html'>How am I going to lose more weight when it seems to want to stay on me?&lt;br /&gt;Break it up into bite sized pieces - 5lb pieces at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my goal?&lt;br /&gt;Get to 180lbs (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I do it?&lt;br /&gt;Using the basics - exercise and tracking my food while focusing on whole foods like fruits and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;There were times of weakness and binges this weekend. I have started off Monday with a clean slate. I ate well all day Monday and Tuesday, ensuring that I consume plenty of vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Plain oatmeal, almonds, dried cranberries and splendaSkim latte with splenda&lt;br /&gt;L: 10 vegetable soup with 7 grain bread&lt;br /&gt;S: 2 hersey's kisses, 20 mini everything breadsticks&lt;br /&gt;D: 4 steamed dumplings, 4 skewers chicken satay &lt;u&gt;without the peanut sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;S: mixed berries with a sprinkle of sugar and whipped cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: 1/2 apple, grapes, brie and cheddar cheese, skim latte&lt;br /&gt;L: Hummus, 1/2 wheat pita, chickpea salad&lt;br /&gt;S: 8 starburst, 3 hershey's kisses&lt;br /&gt;D: Roasted Moroccan vegetables over cous cous&lt;br /&gt;S: fat free fudgesicle&lt;br /&gt;E: 30 minutes cardio kick-boxing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-9025414399490708152?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/9025414399490708152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=9025414399490708152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9025414399490708152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9025414399490708152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-am-i-going-to-lose-more-weight-when.html' title='Breaking it up into bite sized pieces...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8643937249542101803</id><published>2010-03-13T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T13:48:19.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Alive and well</title><content type='html'>It's been about a month since I've showed my face around these parts. I know sometimes everyone assumes that things aren't well when someone doesn't blog regularly. Well, I can assure you that I was not barricaded in a room somewhere stuffing myself full of food, sky-rocketing my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy (well, not happy exactly) to report that I am still at 185lbs. I'm happy because in my past, death of family has always equalled eating for comfort, and I have not let my grandmother's death become an excuse to eat. On the flip side, no real progress has been made to chip away the pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my last post, I've had some great weeks of exercise and eating, with one not so great week throw in there. I ate lots on Valentine's Day when my fiance and I made a wonderful 5 course meal:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448221605424331458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S5v4ryjs-sI/AAAAAAAAFCE/-wmgmHxlYks/s400/vday1a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448221392266564738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S5v4fYe7lII/AAAAAAAAFB8/fhL2lIXkzt0/s400/vday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448221312988894258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S5v4axJqVDI/AAAAAAAAFB0/qT1wuFQKejY/s400/vday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you drooling, yet?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a tasting for my wedding - I showed surprising restraint because the next day I was flying to the Bahamas and my parents and my fiances' parents joined us for a great night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448219657029168274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S5v26YOGLJI/AAAAAAAAFBs/SwNAurclzxs/s400/P1020922.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe, Me, Mom, Dad, Donna, and Joe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt amazing to be in the sun and completely forget about work for a bit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448219156846984002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S5v2dQ5Xu0I/AAAAAAAAFBk/W7gTHv6byS0/s400/P1020966.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Since then, I have been working really hard. Even though I do find time to read everyone's blogs on my train rides to work, I really miss posting and commenting. It's the interaction with everyone that I crave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, be well everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8643937249542101803?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8643937249542101803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8643937249542101803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8643937249542101803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8643937249542101803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/03/alive-and-well.html' title='Alive and well'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S5v4ryjs-sI/AAAAAAAAFCE/-wmgmHxlYks/s72-c/vday1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4980972472952019936</id><published>2010-02-09T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:36:35.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Little Choices</title><content type='html'>I didn't do the Shred last week like I said I would, and I didn't make a good choice during date night dinner. But, I have gotten myself back in gear all thanks to running. I have been talking about how much I want to go running, but the weather has kept me indoors and I loathe running on the treadmill. So, I hung up my running shoes until Spring. I had planned to start up again the same week as daylight saving time, but I miss it so much that I couldn't wait anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked it up, bundled up (it was about 20 degrees), and went for a slow 2 mile run with a goal of 10 min miles. The wind was so bad on some blocks, that I was almost running in place, but it was worth it. Here's what I ended up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S3GNf3ZfWmI/AAAAAAAAEsU/jpOmVVV4CPo/s1600-h/run.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436281803799222882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S3GNf3ZfWmI/AAAAAAAAEsU/jpOmVVV4CPo/s320/run.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It wasn't the best run ever, and it wasn't the fastest, but I did it and that's what counts. The run helped get me into a healthy mindset.  I packed my breakfast and lunch yesterday for work and I stuck to them.  I did get hungry in the late afternoon accompanied by a severe headache, so I went and bought a cliff bar instead of snacking on the office candy bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last night when I got home from work around 8pm, I was very sore and very tired.  I skipped out on making a healthy dinner and fiance and I plopped ourselves on the couch with some leftover pizza and beer and good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.  I certainly didn't want to exercise after that, but the rest gave me the energy I needed to make it through the Shred followed by some nice yoga to help with soreness.  Another little choice that went a long way- I already have more energy and feel better about myself and all this after only 2 consecutive days of exercise.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All these little choices are what make the difference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4980972472952019936?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4980972472952019936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4980972472952019936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4980972472952019936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4980972472952019936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-choices.html' title='Little Choices'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S3GNf3ZfWmI/AAAAAAAAEsU/jpOmVVV4CPo/s72-c/run.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4487969249602265636</id><published>2010-02-04T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:50:07.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Long and hard...</title><content type='html'>This week has been long and hard... just like the 3rd grade for (fill in ethnic group to stereotype/insult).  I kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has all sorts of sucked though.  I am tired and that makes me lazy.  I am stressed/full of hormones and that makes me crave foods.  Worst of all, I have given in and allowed excuses.  I need to exercise, and I need to put some effort into what I eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Day Shred tonight?  Planning ahead what I will eat our for my date dinner with fiance?  Sounds like a good plan, but can I stick to it? I'll let you all know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4487969249602265636?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4487969249602265636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4487969249602265636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4487969249602265636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4487969249602265636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-and-hard.html' title='Long and hard...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-227140637854864834</id><published>2010-02-01T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T07:04:00.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>The inner fat girl</title><content type='html'>I'd like to introduce everyone to my nemesis: my inner fat girl.  No one likes her, especially not me.  She always thinks she is a welcome when I go out drinking.  After I've had a few drinks, she rears her ugly head, demanding food- frozen yogurt covered in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mangoes&lt;/span&gt;, strawberries, and granola and then a coffee roll from Dunking Donuts- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ughhhh&lt;/span&gt;.  All this after a huge dinner of sushi, really?  She's such a beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She showed up uninvited on Saturday night when I was trying to have a great night out with my closest friends.  A night of fun that I haven't had in awhile. We'll see how much damage she did to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; this week when I weigh in later today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-227140637854864834?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/227140637854864834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=227140637854864834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/227140637854864834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/227140637854864834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/02/inner-fat-girl.html' title='The inner fat girl'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2041458909157508025</id><published>2010-01-25T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T08:53:59.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>Blah! It is disgusting out.  It is pouring and so windy.  I wish I was still at home in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was an up and down week.  I had emotionally good days and I had some really bad days.  I think this will be my trend for awhile as I grieve.  Last night was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; bad, so I am proud of myself for pulling it together this morning and going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a much better job of controlling the eating which paid off when I weighed in today: 185 lbs (-1.8lbs).  I also got in three sessions of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady as she goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2041458909157508025?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2041458909157508025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2041458909157508025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2041458909157508025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2041458909157508025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/01/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7996797248019201433</id><published>2010-01-18T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:36:24.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goal'/><title type='text'>Trying to keep my chin up</title><content type='html'>How did I measure up to my goals this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - match my 3 workouts from last week&lt;br /&gt;        workouts = 1&lt;br /&gt;#2 - track my food Monday - Saturday&lt;br /&gt;        epic fail&lt;br /&gt;#3- do not let my emotions control my eating&lt;br /&gt;        moderate success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I did not meet tangible goals, I think I did a decent job of avoiding the eat for comfort conundrum.  My cousins and I did have an ice cream and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PJ&lt;/span&gt; party after we buried my Nanny.  She always loved sweets- chocolate, ice cream, cookies, and pastries; it was so cathartic to be surrounded by loved ones, making ice cream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sundaes&lt;/span&gt;, and celebrating the beautiful and strong family that my Nanny and Pop pop created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day, the day before was okay, and Saturday I felt ill with sorrow, so I will not beat myself up because I need love right now, especially from myself.  Thank you for all the supportive comments and prayers.  It truly meant so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other plans.... I really need to refocus my attentions to my health- celebrate my success and reflects on my failures to learn from them.  So, I'd like to highlight some significant numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current weight: 186.8lbs (still up 3lbs from the holidays)&lt;br /&gt;Pounds left to lose: 22.8&lt;br /&gt;Weeks until my dress fitting: 18 (need to lose 1.26lbs per week to reach goal by then)&lt;br /&gt;Weeks until my wedding: 44 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7996797248019201433?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7996797248019201433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7996797248019201433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7996797248019201433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7996797248019201433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-keep-my-chin-up.html' title='Trying to keep my chin up'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5367142733524829017</id><published>2010-01-10T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:51:18.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Maybe I should crawl before I walk...</title><content type='html'>So, how did my baby steps go this week? Good, but there is definitely room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Step #1 - exercise at least 4 times this week&lt;br /&gt;I only got in 3 workouts&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 45 minutes on elliptical and 15 minutes arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Step #2 - do not eat any chocolate candy this week because you have forgotten how to control yourself&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise - I was able to do this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Step #3 - track your points this week&lt;br /&gt;I tracked my food Monday to Friday - I always fail at tracking on the weekend :-/ but I did a great job of bringing my lunch and planning my meals ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better crawl before I learn to walk...so, this week I plan to&lt;br /&gt;#1 - match my 3 workouts from last week, bonus if I get in 4&lt;br /&gt;#2 - track my food Monday - Saturday&lt;br /&gt;#3- do not let my emotions control my eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 will be my biggest challenge this week. My grandmother passed away today and I am heartbroken and relieved. She suffered with Alzheimer's for 11 years, but I had the joy and privilege of living with her and my grandfather all my life. So though I am happy she is no longer suffering in her physical form, I am heartbroken. I'm a known emotional eater so I will put extra effort into confronting my emotions instead of eating to the point of physical pain to distract myself from the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425339417066997730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S0qtdIQ0B-I/AAAAAAAAEps/yWQvCeDOkVU/s320/Mom_and_baby_Ashley_pretty_in_pink_girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Me and my Nanny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S0qtXKXjzcI/AAAAAAAAEpk/ojkWCoOuGAA/s1600-h/Mom_Dad_Ashley_Junior_Prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425339314552950210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S0qtXKXjzcI/AAAAAAAAEpk/ojkWCoOuGAA/s320/Mom_Dad_Ashley_Junior_Prom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My Junior Prom with Nanny and Pop pop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S0qtPNzD0mI/AAAAAAAAEpc/DSCI5XdwBEQ/s1600-h/Mom_and_Dad_holding_hands_65th_BP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425339178034647650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S0qtPNzD0mI/AAAAAAAAEpc/DSCI5XdwBEQ/s320/Mom_and_Dad_holding_hands_65th_BP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My Nanny's 65th Birthday party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5367142733524829017?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5367142733524829017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5367142733524829017' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5367142733524829017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5367142733524829017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-i-should-crawl-before-i-walk.html' title='Maybe I should crawl before I walk...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S0qtdIQ0B-I/AAAAAAAAEps/yWQvCeDOkVU/s72-c/Mom_and_baby_Ashley_pretty_in_pink_girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4957883519208761257</id><published>2010-01-04T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:54:46.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year and Updates</title><content type='html'>Welcome back to the grind, everyone.  I hope you had a fun filled New Years.  Mine was filled with lots of debauchery- from gluttonous eating, to excessive drinking, and the ultimate laziness of lounging in bed.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I gained weight because I kept peeking at the scale all week, but I'll officially weigh in tonight and post it soon.  I also intend to go back to posting of weekly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;.  I stopped doing this because the lacks of losses was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; need to keep my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; front and center to remind me that progress doesn't come without effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work - Stress Relationship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part for me is the amount of stress I have been under with work.  It really challenges me to fit in any kind of workout, cook proper meals, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;food shop&lt;/span&gt; in a timely manner, and not binge on high fat foods.  I have mostly been failing these challenges lately. In positive news, I have started a new project as of today and anticipate a much more regular work hours, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wedding Stuff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than 330 days to my wedding.  This may seem like all the time in the world for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;, but the truth of the matter is that I haven't lost any weight since last May, when I reached my all time low of 180lbs.  I found my wedding dress in November and it will be ready for fittings in May.  I didn't do anything crazy, like order down a wedding dress size so I would truly like to be at my goal weight when the dress comes in so that the fittings can be started  immediately.  I worry about losing more weight and having my dress hang off of me and not having enough time to take it in.  It needs to be a really tight fit because it's a mermaid shape- aka. fitted all the way down the body, almost to the knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby Steps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have some mastermind of a plan in place for attacking the goal of being at goal by May, mostly because I haven't set aside time to do it, so I'm starting with baby steps for this week to get myself back on track.&lt;br /&gt;Baby Step #1 - exercise at least 4 times this week&lt;br /&gt;Baby Step #2 - do not eat any chocolate candy this week because you have forgotten how to control yourself&lt;br /&gt;Baby Step #3- track your points this week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4957883519208761257?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4957883519208761257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4957883519208761257' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4957883519208761257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4957883519208761257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-and-updates.html' title='Happy New Year and Updates'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8690387803336710811</id><published>2009-12-25T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:53:09.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to pop in and say hello and Merry Christmas. I hope everyone enjoys the day with their loved ones.  Don't go crazy eating, but don't count every calorie either.  Life if for living - living healthfully and balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8690387803336710811?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8690387803336710811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8690387803336710811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8690387803336710811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8690387803336710811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3762340463814629778</id><published>2009-12-15T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T08:52:29.938-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Struggling</title><content type='html'>I am really struggling right now.  Every meal is an effort not to overeat.  I am successful about 80% of the time which is obviously not good enough for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;.  For awhile I was maintaining, but now I have actually gained- I'm at 185.8 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very upset and very down trodden.  I'm relying on food again for comfort.   I forgot my office badge and train pass this morning.  I had to buy a one way ticket on the train for $15.  Then, I fell going up the stairs on the subway- majorly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;.  I found myself at Starbucks this morning getting a non-fat latte for comfort. Yes, it was non-fat, but using food as comfort is a red flag for me- that's how I found myself so overweight to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been exercising 3 days a week with 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of elliptical, light weight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lifting&lt;/span&gt; and ab work.  Results are no where to be found. I guess my results are wherever my motivation and effort are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3762340463814629778?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3762340463814629778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3762340463814629778' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3762340463814629778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3762340463814629778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/12/struggling.html' title='Struggling'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3925008077840617253</id><published>2009-12-09T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:13:24.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Hitting a wall</title><content type='html'>I hit a wall for the second time in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; efforts (the first time being when I started my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; journey). I found myself slowly doing away with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eating habits that took months (and will take many more months) to develop. After a cheeseburger, fries, AND soda for lunch on Monday I knew I was becoming a different person. Throughout this journey, I haven't ever restricted myself from eating a cheeseburger, fries, or soda BUT I would never be fine with eating that kind of a meal on a regular basis. I wait until I am truly craving a cheeseburger for a few days and then I get a yummy cheeseburger and savor it, usually only consuming 1/2 to 3/4 of it.&lt;br /&gt;This cheeseburger incident is only one of the few horrific choices I have made lately. I have become lazy about preparing my food. I put my foot down though and went food shopping on Monday. I have made all breakfasts and lunches since then. It's only been two days, but it's two days of calories and money saved by making these meals. Bringing my breakfasts and lunches has also ensured that I get more fruit and veggies into my diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and Moves for the week;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;B- oatmeal with brown sugar, almonds, and dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;L- Cheeseburger, fries, coke&lt;br /&gt;D- Whole wheat pasta with shrimp and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;artichoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hearts in garlic white wine sauce&lt;br /&gt;S- none&lt;br /&gt;E- 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shoulders and abs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;B- bagel with 1tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;L- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Smartones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; egg sandwich&lt;br /&gt;D- pizza (2 slices) and salad with 1 tbsp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vinegarette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- 2 clementines, red wine&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;B- yogurt strawberries and sliced almonds, fiber one bar&lt;br /&gt;L- sandwich thin with hummus, roasted red pepper, spinach, and roast beef&lt;br /&gt;D- lemon chicken, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and spinach&lt;br /&gt;S- non-fat latte, grapes&lt;br /&gt;E- hitting up the gym tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3925008077840617253?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3925008077840617253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3925008077840617253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3925008077840617253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3925008077840617253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/12/hitting-wall.html' title='Hitting a wall'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6191962904328107310</id><published>2009-12-03T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:04:26.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>Where have you been all my life?</title><content type='html'>Well, more like, where have I been for the past 2 weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desserts-o-plenty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiance's birthday was 2 weekends ago and we celebrated at dinner with friends, then the bar, then we drove to my parents and had birthday cake for him the next night. I made a rainbow Italian cookie inspired cake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;, it was amazing and beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411111297687713586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SxghDlLHdzI/AAAAAAAAD2w/VKr3QSI4zSs/s320/P1020631.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then I had the 5K in my home time. Following that, I was blessed enough to work from home the three days leading up to Thanksgiving, which allowed me to spend tons of time with my beloved family. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desparately&lt;/span&gt; craving time with them, as I hadn't seen them in a month and a half. It also allowed me to bake some yummy desserts for Thanksgiving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411111052107051954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sxgg1SUH87I/AAAAAAAAD2o/8sWJ9ByloXI/s320/P1020711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exercise Update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, I have retired my running schedule for the winter. If I get the chance, I will run on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;treadmill&lt;/span&gt; at the gym, but it has gotten too dark and too cold for me to continue outside runs. So, I switched back to a regular rotation of the Shred on Sunday. I started small with Level 1 and 5lb weights. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ouchie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ouchie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ouchie&lt;/span&gt;! I totally neglected strength training to get ready for the 5K and I am paying for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411114716753739106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SxgkKmL-vWI/AAAAAAAAD24/tHKK9EKeNrI/s320/superior_scribbler_award.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A big thank you for this award :-) It's from &lt;a href="http://imreadytobareitall.wordpress.com/"&gt;Bare It All&lt;/a&gt;, one of my favorite blogs to keep up with. She's got a very realistic approach to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; and I feel like every woman can relate to her and get tips from her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've never been good about posting rules and/or passing on blog awards so why start now? Sorry, I suck when it comes to blog awards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6191962904328107310?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6191962904328107310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6191962904328107310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6191962904328107310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6191962904328107310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-have-you-been-all-my-life.html' title='Where have you been all my life?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SxghDlLHdzI/AAAAAAAAD2w/VKr3QSI4zSs/s72-c/P1020631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4951346150543327664</id><published>2009-11-23T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:44:02.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>2 races in 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>I had two 5K races in the past two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first 5K took place on a cloudy rather warm day. I was feeling anxious about the race so I decided to do some yoga in place of regular old stretching, and it really helped to calm my nerves. There were over 1000 participants, so this was the largest race I had ever participated it. It took my a good 3/4 of a mile to pass slower runners and walkers, so I ended up running my first mile very fast to get around everyone, followed by a really slow second mile, an average half mile and a hard sprint on the last half mile. I crossed the finish line at 31:56 , but my Nike+ had me at 30:30.  Here are a few fun photos from the race.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe's cousin (the cute little shorty) handed out water with the cub scouts.  I tried to get one from him but he was refilling when I ran by the station and I got caught up in the sweep of runners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407519642543372290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SwtedvG-uAI/AAAAAAAADxs/pqD3cuNXYxA/s320/P1020611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am crossing the finish line and then right after the race:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407518867368890498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SwtdwnW-0II/AAAAAAAADxk/wy6F3JwWK0M/s320/P1020619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407517794273880562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SwtcyJxMafI/AAAAAAAADxc/Q9APyCwOvYY/s320/P1020618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My second race was at my old high school on a clear and cold day.  Here I am waiting to start the race.  My family all came out to walk or run for this memorial scholarship fundraiser, so the atmosphere was much less competitive and much more supportive than my race the previous week.  I crossed the finish line at 29:23, but my Nike+ had me at 28:30. Regardless of which times were accurate, I set out to finish under 30 minutes, and I achieved my goal.  I even managed to shave off 2.5 minutes in my second race.  My goal for spring 2010 races is to finish a 5K under 27 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407517444425901058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Swtcdye75AI/AAAAAAAADxU/Lvr9GTKNGbY/s320/P1020645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;From left: Me, Joe (my fiance), Aunt Rachel, Justin (my brother), Courtney (cousin), Mom, Aunt Carol, Billy (cousin), and Brittany (cousin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407517236161897538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SwtcRqo7ZEI/AAAAAAAADxM/JjS1XjtAM5M/s320/P1020650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4951346150543327664?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4951346150543327664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4951346150543327664' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4951346150543327664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4951346150543327664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-races-in-2-weeks.html' title='2 races in 2 weeks'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SwtedvG-uAI/AAAAAAAADxs/pqD3cuNXYxA/s72-c/P1020611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3587352896841016631</id><published>2009-11-16T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:04:01.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><title type='text'>Only</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit glum lately. I've been down on myself for a lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;. I finally hit a point where I was no longer proud of my accomplishments. I found myself using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;descriptors&lt;/span&gt; such as "only" all too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in,&lt;em&gt; I only ran 2.2 miles on Friday. &lt;/em&gt;Or,&lt;em&gt; I only lost a 1/2 pound this week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pshhhh&lt;/span&gt;! Would I have ever used the word only in front of the action 2 miles only one year? Yes, but it would have read something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have only ran 2 miles twice in my life.&lt;/em&gt; Or,&lt;em&gt; I have only gained 10 pounds this holiday season.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop kicking my own ass. I have to remember to build myself up. We all need to be reminded of this, and this week I can thank &lt;a href="http://balanceformere.blogspot.com/2009/11/precious.html"&gt;Meredith&lt;/a&gt; for opening my eyes. She lost a very dear friend and a wonderful woman last week. I read her post this morning and it hit me. We shouldn't have to lose loved ones to remember the importance of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3587352896841016631?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3587352896841016631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3587352896841016631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3587352896841016631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3587352896841016631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/11/only.html' title='Only'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7166959013585422397</id><published>2009-11-10T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:45:19.263-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Running- but in what direction?</title><content type='html'>I've been a good little runner. I got in a few more good runs recently.  Not all of the runs came easily though.  I had a really difficult run last Friday, but I am proud to say that I pushed through it.  At one mile, I wanted to quit- it was cold and windy and I seemed to be running at a snail's pace.  I made myself go two miles regardless of how fast my pace was and then pushed myself to go another half mile and then another mile until I completed 3 miles in 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I have been running and running, but in what direction?  My weight is still fluctuating between 180 and 183 lbs.  I had a great week- I brought my lunch all week to work, I had dinner at home Sunday - Wednesday and then I ate out three nights in a row- Thai takeout, Japanese hibachi, and an American restaurant.  I made a partial effort to watch my eating but I find myself at the high end of my weight fluctuations yet again because of my half-hearted efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to continue to lose weight but I am holding myself back.  At times, I feel comfortable with my body.  I also find myself enjoying what I am eating and not wanting to cut out anything more. I am definitely unsure of my direction, but I plan to keep running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7166959013585422397?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7166959013585422397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7166959013585422397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7166959013585422397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7166959013585422397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/11/running-but-in-what-direction.html' title='Running- but in what direction?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3600213753884147696</id><published>2009-11-04T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:29:46.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Princess Peach slims down</title><content type='html'>Princess Peach and Mario in 2006:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SvHjjUQg7zI/AAAAAAAADpQ/2U14S8PyW2M/s1600-h/2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400347624066838322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SvHjjUQg7zI/AAAAAAAADpQ/2U14S8PyW2M/s320/2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Peach and Mario in 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400347194743187042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SvHjKU5x5mI/AAAAAAAADpI/m2uLoLMMFos/s320/P1020584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these costumes on us- but it definitely fits me so much better the second time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3600213753884147696?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3600213753884147696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3600213753884147696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3600213753884147696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3600213753884147696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/11/princess-peach-slims-down.html' title='Princess Peach slims down'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SvHjjUQg7zI/AAAAAAAADpQ/2U14S8PyW2M/s72-c/2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5474387652434906427</id><published>2009-11-02T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:55:11.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Why is weightloss so easy at times and so difficult at others?</title><content type='html'>Is it your mindset?  Is it hormones?  Stress? Motivation? Focus? Laziness?  Is it in relationship to the amount of exercise you do? Temptation? The time of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew this answer, I would never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;falter&lt;/span&gt; because I would constantly keep this item in check.  It must be a balance of all areas or balancing ate of putting more effort into one area when needed and lessening in another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I seem to have a handle on it again.  It feels easier and the weight is coming off.  I have been weighing myself 2 - 3 times a week and I am at my lowest weight around 180.0 - 180.4.  I cannot wait to leave the 180's for good.  I have spent 8 months in the 180's.  I've never thrown in the towel, but I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;faltered&lt;/span&gt;. When I do surpass the 180lb mark, I will know that my hard work has paid off.  It might take another week, or another month to get there, but I know I'll keep pushing forward until I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5474387652434906427?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5474387652434906427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5474387652434906427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5474387652434906427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5474387652434906427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-is-weightloss-so-easy-at-times-and.html' title='Why is weightloss so easy at times and so difficult at others?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1507882287927356277</id><published>2009-10-27T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:39:14.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Back to my running roots</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited to announce that I have signed up for my second race- the Mineola Mustang 5K in Mineola, NY. My first race was an 8K, so the goal was to finish without walking. A 5K is a much more manageable distance so I'm going to set a time goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been running much (maybe once a week for the past month) so I'm waiting to see what my running baseline pace is so that I can set a goal for the race. I do know that I want to run it under 30 minutes, but I may set the bar higher if my training indicates that I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race is Sunday, November 15th and the course includes the neighborhood where I run, so I am excited about some home field advantage. Also, my fiance's cousin will be volunteering and handing out water because the race is a fundraiser for the school district. It just might turn into a family affair; it would be nice to have my fiance's family come to the race and support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for a run last night and it was amazing. The past few times I have ran, I never got into the "runner's groove", where you just fall into a pace, your heart rate and breathing stabilizes, your mind is clear, and you don't feel any pain in your body. Last night- I was so there! The first mile was hell, but mile 2 was a breeze, and then the extra half mile I ran was painful again, but I pushed myself to finish strong by running up a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My running was extra fun thanks to my Nike+ from my fiance. I unplug the USB from the wrist watch attachment, pop it into my laptop, and it automatically uploads my run to nikeplus.com. Check out my run from last night: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397382011308215634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SudaV70cDVI/AAAAAAAADiU/kNsXc38cp1w/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1507882287927356277?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1507882287927356277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1507882287927356277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1507882287927356277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1507882287927356277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-my-running-roots.html' title='Back to my running roots'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SudaV70cDVI/AAAAAAAADiU/kNsXc38cp1w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4687040726812104806</id><published>2009-10-26T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:05:34.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>Bout Me</title><content type='html'>A big thanks to Alex at &lt;a href="http://suchdeliciousambiguity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Delicious Ambiguity&lt;/a&gt; for my award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395416131146351554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SuBeYphkA8I/AAAAAAAADiE/gBl_Ib3ngrI/s320/KBj.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 7 things you might not know about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't trust easily and I don't forgive easily. I realize that in the end, I might be the one that suffers from what I like to call "protecting myself", but I have not figured out a way to let people in more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I grew up surrounded by family. I never knew a home that did not have extended family living in it. Family is the most important thing in my life. I do not have many friends because I don't know how to have a friend type of relationship- I treat my few and really great friends with family status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a very "corporate" job- I love dressing nicely, getting respect and feeling important, but I would probably give it all up to run a farm with tons of animals and lots of back breaking labor because there is something so carnally satisfying about physical labor. This will never happen because my fiance hates farms and dirt, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I would also give it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I know tons about home improvement. I can dry wall, paint, trim, install a toilet, run wiring, etc. I just need a home of my own to work on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I would rather spend the day in my pajamas with my fiance, a blanket, some movies, and lots of cuddling than going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ocd&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to many things, thanks to my father. He raised me very strictly and now I find myself imposing this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ocd&lt;/span&gt; on others- no feet on the couch, turn off the lights when you leave the room, don't chew with your mouth open! Lucky for me, my fiance is a stickler for the rules too- we get along swimmingly :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have vivid dreams- they are terrifyingly real which can be great when I dream about sex and awful when I dream about my fears. I have been known to talk, sit up abruptly, hit others and moan in my sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4687040726812104806?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4687040726812104806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4687040726812104806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4687040726812104806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4687040726812104806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/10/bout-me.html' title='Bout Me'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SuBeYphkA8I/AAAAAAAADiE/gBl_Ib3ngrI/s72-c/KBj.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8540637814524135609</id><published>2009-10-21T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:28:19.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><title type='text'>The Curse of Comfort</title><content type='html'>I like the way I look. I feel comfortable in my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a curse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I could be a bit more toned, but I feel like my wanting to be more toned is insatiable- A feeling that will always be with me. But, I really like the shape of my body right now and the proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might think loving your body should be uncomplicated, but it is not. I have found that it makes it all too easy to maintain your current weight when you love your body. I think that what has been &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; with my attempts at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; for the past few months is that I see nothing &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; with my body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8540637814524135609?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8540637814524135609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8540637814524135609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8540637814524135609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8540637814524135609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/10/curse-of-comfort.html' title='The Curse of Comfort'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2327933391556171821</id><published>2009-10-19T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T06:32:17.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>For the peanut gallery</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures for you demanding readers :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and my fiance: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394298215259792370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxlpYUVY_I/AAAAAAAADhk/qmx8hTZ1A2Q/s320/P1020387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite place at the hotel- our balcony! Here's me enjoying my morning coffee and catching up on some bridal magazines. And check out that view of the beach and pool:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394297194370970546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Stxkt9NeM7I/AAAAAAAADhM/flyQw_RILdo/s320/P1020354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394299461938918642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Stxmx8jzNPI/AAAAAAAADh0/6tFkULL5WY8/s320/P1020468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My second favorite thing about the hotel was the friendly iguanas that lounged by the pool and let people feed hand feed them. The french &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fries&lt;/span&gt; made him curious but he didn't actually eat it. Their favorites were onions and grapes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxkhO3EcYI/AAAAAAAADhE/m9FfdXk_9Lo/s1600-h/P1020375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394296975770546562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxkhO3EcYI/AAAAAAAADhE/m9FfdXk_9Lo/s320/P1020375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All dressed for the wedding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394300868489268594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxoD0XiTXI/AAAAAAAADh8/2fLSRbnyj-0/s320/P1020427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And here are some snapshots of the food culprits. Check out my dessert- its the size of a small child. And pineapple shrimp fried rice- yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxjzJgCayI/AAAAAAAADgs/G7f74FKpd98/s1600-h/P1020342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394296184057785122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxjzJgCayI/AAAAAAAADgs/G7f74FKpd98/s320/P1020342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxjmpJC8rI/AAAAAAAADgk/inOppZnpfyY/s1600-h/P1020526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394295969212986034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxjmpJC8rI/AAAAAAAADgk/inOppZnpfyY/s320/P1020526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And another culprit- alcohol! I had fun with my free drinks at the Bacardi distillery. Everyone gets two free drinks, but my brother got us another round for free :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxjIoq8v-I/AAAAAAAADgc/jVV337FRuCM/s1600-h/P1020489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394295453690675170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxjIoq8v-I/AAAAAAAADgc/jVV337FRuCM/s320/P1020489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2327933391556171821?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2327933391556171821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2327933391556171821' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2327933391556171821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2327933391556171821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-peanut-gallery.html' title='For the peanut gallery'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/StxlpYUVY_I/AAAAAAAADhk/qmx8hTZ1A2Q/s72-c/P1020387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2528147717441075831</id><published>2009-10-15T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:39:39.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>I'm back: the good, the bad and the so so</title><content type='html'>I'm back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico.  The trip was great and much needed.  I spent time with my parents, brother, fiance, grandparents and cousins. It was the perfect break from the insanity of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good: exercise.  I couldn't wait to go on vacation so that I could exercise!  Crazy, I know, but I was seriously looking forward to it since work has been cramping my exercise style.  I got in a run around the golf course at my hotel, a run on the beach, and hours of dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bad: drinking.  There were many drinks poolside and at the wedding.  Yikes!  I usually don't allow myself liquid calories with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exception&lt;/span&gt; of skim milk.  All the juice in my fruity cocktails was full of calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The So-so: eating.  My eating was decent for vacation.  I kept breakfast clean all but the morning after the wedding when I indulged in bacon and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;belgian&lt;/span&gt; waffle.  Otherwise, it was yogurt or oatmeal and fruit.  Lunch was a little worse with some tortilla chips and a half a burger mixed in.  Dinner was always indulgent and usually included dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the damage?&lt;br /&gt;I came back with some nice color, some sore legs, and 4 extra pounds.  I can't say I've tackled these extra pounds since getting back on Monday thanks to a hectic work week of 16+ hours, which equals ordering out all meals.  I know I could have brought food with me but I never got to the food store since getting back from vacation, so I am left with an empty fridge and pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a better weekend! It can't come soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2528147717441075831?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2528147717441075831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2528147717441075831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2528147717441075831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2528147717441075831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back-good-bad-and-so-so.html' title='I&apos;m back: the good, the bad and the so so'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-995865962685300046</id><published>2009-10-06T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:37:47.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>In the process of trying to keep up with life, I have not been able to update this blog as I have wanted.  I have lots to share with everyone, but little time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Puerto Rico on Thursday for a much needed vacation with my fiance, parents, and brother for a wedding and some much needed head clearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much to share about running, weight watchers meetings, and life.  Hopefully, Ill be able to share it sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I hope everyone is well! I missing reading and commenting more frequently, but I know I will get to a place where I can resume it.  Love to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-995865962685300046?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/995865962685300046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=995865962685300046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/995865962685300046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/995865962685300046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5462628192114208638</id><published>2009-09-30T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:28:39.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Weight Watchers Meetings!?</title><content type='html'>I am still very sick.  I think the emotional stress of the weekend made me sicker.  I stayed home from work yesterday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; on the couch, and took some naps while watching a Top Chef marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I munched a bit too much yesterday on cheese rice cakes.  I've decided that I really need help taking off this last 20 pounds, so I am officially going to Weight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wacthers&lt;/span&gt; meetings.  Before, I have only ever used the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eTools&lt;/span&gt;, so I hope the added support really helps. Now, I just need to find the right meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, haven't done any exercise in a week, and it's killing me!  It's going to hurt so bad when I get back into the strength training; But, it was my choice not to exercise with my cold, so I must suffer through the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5462628192114208638?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5462628192114208638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5462628192114208638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5462628192114208638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5462628192114208638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/weight-watchers-meetings.html' title='Weight Watchers Meetings!?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3216773694061711662</id><published>2009-09-27T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:08:29.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>The weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like a bit of the anxiety has lifted from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I got home from work and took a hot shower. I had some Chinese food for dinner (some nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wonton&lt;/span&gt; soup for my sore throat). Then, my fiance and I drove down to my parents house. My wonderful fiance offered to drive both ways and I relaxed in the car and passed out for just about the entire trip. I snuck a peak at my grandma when I got there, but the light &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disturbed&lt;/span&gt; her so I whispered good night and I love you just in case she didn't make it until morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, hospice care was in our home, checking her vitals. I helped my mom clean the house and then I ran to the store to get food to put out for my family so my mom didn't have to worry about it. I got home and started prepping all sorts of foods. Wheat pita with hummus, veggie trays, cheese and crackers, fruit salad, and angel food cake with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;macerated&lt;/span&gt; berries and whipped cream. My mother was so appreciative because she got to great the priest and focus on my grandmother while I played homemaker. The priest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anointed&lt;/span&gt; my grandmother and my family circled around her hospital-style bed. I felt so good, so surrounded by love. I have a wonderful large family and the love was so apparent that I couldn't help but feel calm. I shed a few tears and consoled by cousin for a bit, but for the most part we celebrated my grandma's life. I pray that she leaves this world quickly and without pain. On another awesome note, the priest that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anointed&lt;/span&gt; my grandma is the priest that will be marrying me and my fiance! We hadn't met him yet as he is new to my church, but what a wonderful way to meet him. I am so glad that he met my grandmother since she will most likely not make it to my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I slept in, cleaned, and ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt;. I hadn't been there in three years, and it was a satisfying treat. I have no guilt about eating it because other than than, the only other thing I ate today was chicken noodle soup and a small salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3216773694061711662?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3216773694061711662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3216773694061711662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3216773694061711662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3216773694061711662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend.html' title='The weekend'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5008120450862303375</id><published>2009-09-25T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:40:24.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to update everyone.  I haven't been able to read/comment/or write a lot lately, but I hope to resume normalcy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my wonderful grandmother is nearing the end.  She has suffered with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt; for over 10 years and my family will be doing a Last Rights ceremony for her this weekend.  My family is what's most important right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5008120450862303375?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5008120450862303375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5008120450862303375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5008120450862303375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5008120450862303375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3320433955392521488</id><published>2009-09-21T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:36:02.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend- food, fairs, and family</title><content type='html'>On Friday night I exercised and went on a date with my fiance. We usually go out for date night on Thursday nights, but fiance had a golf outing for work. So, on Friday we decided to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Applebee's&lt;/span&gt;. I hate chain restaurants- growing up in the suburbs, going out = eating at a chain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;, but now I can't stand it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Applebee's&lt;/span&gt; is good for one thing though- margaritas :-). I digress. So, I ordered one, and the grilled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asain&lt;/span&gt; chicken salad (no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crispy&lt;/span&gt; noodles, dressing on the side). Even with those modifications, I know the meal wasn't perfect, but it was a decent choice. I also had two boneless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;buffalo&lt;/span&gt; wings (fiance devoured the rest of the plate by himself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I exercised and got ready for the annual family reunion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; for fiance's cousins. I over-indulged a bit with 2 giant chocolate chip cookies and 1 mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;canoli&lt;/span&gt;, but otherwise kept my food and alcohol in check considering I was at this party from 3pm-12am (salad and a cheeseburger for lunch and salad and grilled chicken sandwich for dinner, 2 light beers, 1 rum and coke,1 serving tortilla chips as snacks, and 1 serving Doritos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I exercised and went to a street fair. I ate a small piece of a pretzel braid and a few ounces of lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else had an enjoyable weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3320433955392521488?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3320433955392521488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3320433955392521488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3320433955392521488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3320433955392521488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-food-fairs-and-family.html' title='Weekend- food, fairs, and family'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2028167150304938580</id><published>2009-09-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T08:27:16.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Size 10 Jeans</title><content type='html'>I am officially wearing size 10 jeans today to a family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;.  I bought them a few months back and they have been tucked away in the corner of my dresser.  I've pulled them out 2 or 3 times since to chart my progress.  I was always able to zip them, but as we all know that does not necessarily mean I should be wearing them in public!  I think all my sessions lately with Jillian Michael's has trimmed my midsection again.  I also feel that the 170's are so close I can taste it (and you can bet it tastes better than full fat ice cream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have missed fitting into this size I'd ultimately like to be a size 8 or dare I say, a size 6   :-O  I can't wait to be in single digits again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2028167150304938580?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2028167150304938580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2028167150304938580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2028167150304938580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2028167150304938580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/size-10-jeans.html' title='Size 10 Jeans'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-179664000661391595</id><published>2009-09-17T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:42:56.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>My numbers revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;115&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The number of blog posts I had made at that point&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The number of followers to this blog ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;227&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My highest *known* weight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;164&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My goal weight (as of yet) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The number of times I have mentioned TOM on this blog- in your face boys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The number of time I have quit Weight Watchers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The number of miles I have run since March.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The number of Jillian Michael's DVDs that I own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the guesses everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://geminijulia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julia&lt;/a&gt; got the most right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackfit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jack Sh*t &lt;/a&gt;had the snarkiest responses (go figure). If my fiance ever called me "lard-ass", 2 would also be the number of black eyes he'd get. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-179664000661391595?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/179664000661391595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=179664000661391595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/179664000661391595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/179664000661391595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-numbers-revealed.html' title='My numbers revealed'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7053669679579151732</id><published>2009-09-17T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:43:32.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Let's play a game</title><content type='html'>I want to play a little game.... a game of numbers. I'm going to list a few significant numbers for me and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; below, and you can pick one or all of them and guess why the number is significant. I'll reveal the significance in my next post. Also, feel free to leave your own inspiring or funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt; numbers for you and your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number Significance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - The number of miles of my first race&lt;br /&gt;31 - The number of blogs I am currently follow in Google Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, here they are. Go nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115&lt;br /&gt;28&lt;br /&gt;227&lt;br /&gt;164&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;80&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think the significance is??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7053669679579151732?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7053669679579151732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7053669679579151732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7053669679579151732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7053669679579151732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-play-game.html' title='Let&apos;s play a game'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6927071315944075815</id><published>2009-09-15T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:37:47.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>A little bit lower now</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago I told you all about how I was &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/lowest-of-lows.html"&gt;"low" in terms of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. These past two weeks actually have me feeling down. I am disappointed in myself. I really got carried away the past two weeks allowing myself to eat past full, drink alcohol in excess, and make very poor choices. I got what I deserved with +3.0lb over the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped exercise on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was date night and it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doozie&lt;/span&gt;- fiance an I had Brazil Steakhouse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rodizio&lt;/span&gt;- i.e. non-stop skewers of meats and endless sides. I didn't mind the caloric splurge because this is only the second time I have had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rodizio&lt;/span&gt; in my life, and it was truly a date- romantic and great conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my fiance and I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hoboken&lt;/span&gt; Italian Festival- it was awesome to be in my old town. I miss it! We actually spent the weekend in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hoboken&lt;/span&gt; at our old apartment (our friends, and one former roommate still live there). We had great company, but I definitely hit the food and the booze too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;exican&lt;/span&gt; feast- I had 5 tortilla chips with salsa, 2 margaritas, 2 glasses sangria, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pollo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;asado&lt;/span&gt; with rice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;refried&lt;/span&gt; beans- very yummy. I am pleased with my eats choices, but not with the drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was literally an all-day eat-fest: Steak and eggs for brunch, 1/3 of a funnel cake and 1/3 of a chocolate strawberry crepe for lunch, mushroom and asparagus risotto and bread pudding for dinner and dessert- eek! I did horribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crushed the poor eating Sunday night. I planned out all meals for the week, I went food shopping, and I stocked up on new food containers so I can pack my lunch more often. I even packed my lunch for Monday the night before. Then, my thoughtful fiance got my lunch out of the fridge for me as I grabbed my purse- I ended up leaving my lunch at home :-( Right now I take the train to work, so there was no turning around to get my lunch once I was on the train. This was the last straw for me, I was actually crying on the train because I was so upset with my recent failures in weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to bounce back, one planned out healthy meal and exercise routine at a time. I am proud of the efforts I am making- baby steps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6927071315944075815?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6927071315944075815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6927071315944075815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6927071315944075815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6927071315944075815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-bit-lower-now.html' title='A little bit lower now'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6438663250970373434</id><published>2009-09-10T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:38:53.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I'm a "real" blogger</title><content type='html'>I feel so "special", LMAO. I got my first e-mail from Dr. Geoff Rutledge at Wellsphere's HealthBlogger Network. I'm so official now. I have joined the ranks of great men like &lt;a href="http://theantijared.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tony the "Anti-Jared"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jackfit.blogspot.com/2009/08/moving-on-up.html"&gt;Jack Sh*t&lt;/a&gt;, and I'm sure some of my other favorite bloggers have been contacted by him, but I know for a fact that Jack and Tony have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm "bragging", I might as well toot my own horn about the One Lovely Blog Award that I received from cool &lt;a href="http://sassycassie-thewonderfulworldofme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cassie at The Wonderful World of Me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sqkr4tO5T5I/AAAAAAAACiw/cNClQX1ADb4/s1600-h/lovelyblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379879483085508498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sqkr4tO5T5I/AAAAAAAACiw/cNClQX1ADb4/s320/lovelyblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's my first award, and to tell you how much of a newb I am, I didn't know exactly how to receive my award. I was afraid to put my award on my blog, just in case I hadn't actually received it. I started thinking, "maybe Cassie didn't intend to give it to me". Talk about a lack of confidence in my blogging abilities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6438663250970373434?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6438663250970373434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6438663250970373434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6438663250970373434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6438663250970373434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-real-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a &quot;real&quot; blogger'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sqkr4tO5T5I/AAAAAAAACiw/cNClQX1ADb4/s72-c/lovelyblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2496696697247546263</id><published>2009-09-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:52:07.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Baywatch</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;channeled&lt;/span&gt; Baywatch's most notorious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday, Pamela Anderson, when I decided that it would be a good idea to take a run on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't planning on doing this, but when I got to the beach I felt so alive. I arrived at the beach and took my aunt's Great Dane to splash around in the water, and I ran back with him on the leash. It felt so good, I decided I must run right away! So, I took off on the beach with my bathing suit and a zip up. I wasn't self conscious about running in my bathing suit, but I had on a strapless one piece and I was worried about a boob or two popping out mid-run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed a pretty quick pace for someone who never went for a run on the beach before. The run felt awesome, but my calves, knees, and ankles were tiring very fast. I ran about 1.5 miles- to the jetty by the lighthouse and back to where we had parked our truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SqaDmyMKdLI/AAAAAAAACho/weOij_dCW30/s1600-h/jettywaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131507271693490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SqaDmyMKdLI/AAAAAAAACho/weOij_dCW30/s320/jettywaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Island Beach State Park Jetty and Fishermen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SqaDgo5_U2I/AAAAAAAAChg/0qBD_evbvac/s1600-h/jettywaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My calves and hip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flexors&lt;/span&gt; are so sore even two days later! Regardless, it felt really great to be outside, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;connecting&lt;/span&gt; with nature, and getting in a great workout at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish I could say the rest of the weekend was just as inspiring and filled with nothing but healthy food choices, but that would be a lie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm thinking about skipping weigh in this week. I know that I have gained, I feel it in my clothes, but I think weighing in with discourage rather than encourage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2496696697247546263?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2496696697247546263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2496696697247546263' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2496696697247546263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2496696697247546263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/baywatch.html' title='Baywatch'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SqaDmyMKdLI/AAAAAAAACho/weOij_dCW30/s72-c/jettywaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1270656252302312806</id><published>2009-09-01T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:13:39.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>The Lowest of Lows</title><content type='html'>That's right- last night I weighed in at my lowest weight: 180.6 lbs (-2.4lbs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt completed defeated when I got home from work yesterday- I just wanted to go to sleep.  I was already planning to get into my pajamas, skip my workout, and not cook dinner. I remembered to weigh myself, and it was exactly what I needed after that rough day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my lowest weight since beginning my weightloss journey, motivated me to march myself to the bedroom and change into my workout gear.  I completed Level 3 of the Shred.  I've been doing a really good job of keeping up with my exercise DVDs since I decreased my running last month.  I did the Banish Fat and Boost Metabolism and the No More Trouble Zones DVDs this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see myself leave the 180's.  I have been stuck in them since February.  It's amazing how I fly through some weight decades  in a matter of 3 weeks (the 210's and the 190's) and have to fight my way out of others for 6 months (the 200's and the 180's). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure want this to be the last week EVER that I am in the 180's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1270656252302312806?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1270656252302312806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1270656252302312806' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1270656252302312806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1270656252302312806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/09/lowest-of-lows.html' title='The Lowest of Lows'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5600988228514231868</id><published>2009-08-27T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:11:08.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Cheesesticks</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Two polly-o cheesesticks frighten the hell out of me. How could a seemingly delicious snack scare someone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's go back 8 years to my sophomore year in high school... Everyday for lunch I walked to my best friends house for lunch. She only lived a few blocks from our high school, so the walk never took too long. Upperclassman students at my high school had the privilege of going out for lunch to their homes or local food places if their parents signed a permission slip. When we'd get to her house, I would get my lunch out of the refrigerator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two polly-o cheesesticks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember eating my lunch very slowly and very methodically, trying to make the food last as long as I could, pulling hairlike strands of cheese off the stick and placing it in my mouth, barely tasting a thing. I would chase the cheesesticks with one bottle of water. That concluded my lunch. I never used to think there was anything wrong with eating that everyday for lunch, but when I think about my breakfast- nothing or a granola bar- and my dinner- a bowl of soup or a salad- and paired with 2 hour practices for competitive cheerleading, I realize now that I was not consuming enough food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I was at my lowest weight and smallest size of a 6/7, and loving the attention of my body was garnering, but I'm sure my body was suffering from the lack of calories and nutrition it needed to keep up with school and practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I would go as far as to call it anorexia, but it certainly was not a healthy relationship food. It's amazing how healthy I thought I was just because I had managed to get into a size 6. I know now that health doesn't correlate with a size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel healthier now at a much larger size 12. I, and others, need to be reminded that a good relationship with food takes work, but the benefits of a healthy body will make you feel better than any silly size regarded as "the perfect size".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5600988228514231868?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5600988228514231868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5600988228514231868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5600988228514231868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5600988228514231868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/tale-of-two-cheesesticks.html' title='A Tale of Two Cheesesticks'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1097400804680653502</id><published>2009-08-25T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:40:15.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>Weighing in and Excitement</title><content type='html'>I weighed in at 183.0lbs last night (+0.6 lbs) from last week.  I must say that I am accepting the gain and moving on.  After the amount of pizza I ate in the past week (1 small pie or 6 slices- not all in one sitting!) it's a wonder that I didn't gain more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this week, I have managed to make exercise a priority again, even with my busy work schedule; I did 45 minutes (Banish Fat and Boost Metabolism) on Sunday, and the Shred Level 3 on Monday.  It's been really difficult to fit anything into my weeknights.  I can't remember the last time (must have been 3 or 4 weeks ago) I did something on a weeknight that wasn't cooking dinner, eating, exercising, or reading.  Tonight- I'm going to the mall and I'm really excited!  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; quivering with excitement to go to the mall tonight, because it is a weeknight- wow, what a sad little life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1097400804680653502?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1097400804680653502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1097400804680653502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1097400804680653502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1097400804680653502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/weighing-in-and-excitement.html' title='Weighing in and Excitement'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3393601841682044874</id><published>2009-08-23T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:38:52.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>Review: Banish Fat Boost Metabolism</title><content type='html'>I really love Jillian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;.  She really has a handle on what it means to be a healthy but balanced woman.  I love every DVD of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;her's&lt;/span&gt; that I have purchased, and the Banish Fat and Boost Metabolism DVD delivers again.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SpFtQvTwp9I/AAAAAAAACe8/klT4BnUUec8/s1600-h/Jillian-Michaels-Banish-Fat-Boost-Metabolism-B001NFNFN0-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SpFtQvTwp9I/AAAAAAAACe8/klT4BnUUec8/s320/Jillian-Michaels-Banish-Fat-Boost-Metabolism-B001NFNFN0-L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373195964774393810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The video is structured in her signature circuit style.  There are 7 circuits, a warm up, and cool down. Each circuit is 5 minutes long: 5 exercises, each for 30 seconds, and then repeats the same 5 exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moves can best be described as a mix of kick-boxing, classic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; moves (butt-kicks, high knees running, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;burpees&lt;/span&gt;, etc), and power/jump moves.  I did a few kick-boxing classes back in the day, and I loved them.  This video definitely satisfies when I have a craving to punch, kick, and sweat out my crappy day at work.  Its also great for getting in a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; sessions and a total body workout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it has the same toning benefits as "No More Trouble Zones" or the "30 Day Shred" because it does not use hand weights or incorporate other strength moves. I certainly break into an all over sweat in the second circuit and I am dripping with sweat but the end of the video.  My fiance always comments that it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looks &lt;/span&gt;like a really tough workout, as he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;leisurely&lt;/span&gt; turns the page of his latest book, that skinny bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch a glimpse of some of the workout in this montage video clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy3m3uyUZ7E&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2Fvideosearch%3Fq%3D%2522banish%2520fat%2520boost%2520metabolism%2522%26oe%3Dutf-8%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial%26client%3Dfir&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#t=83"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy3m3uyUZ7E&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2Fvideosearch%3Fq%3D%2522banish%2520fat%2520boost%2520metabolism%2522%26oe%3Dutf-8%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial%26client%3Dfir&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#t=83&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3393601841682044874?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3393601841682044874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3393601841682044874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3393601841682044874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3393601841682044874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/review-banish-fat-boost-metabolism.html' title='Review: Banish Fat Boost Metabolism'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SpFtQvTwp9I/AAAAAAAACe8/klT4BnUUec8/s72-c/Jillian-Michaels-Banish-Fat-Boost-Metabolism-B001NFNFN0-L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5259200206878171993</id><published>2009-08-21T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:14:34.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><title type='text'>Sheer exhaustion</title><content type='html'>It has been a rough week.  I have been working 10-12 hour days with a 2.5 hour commute round trip.  There just isn't enough time or energy.  I have felt really drained, and I finally had a meltdown on Wednesday.  It was a good old fashioned cry fest, and it felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; good.  I followed it up with some liquor, pizza, a trashy movie, and lots of hot sex- all my favorite indulgences in one night ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe indulging isn't always a good idea, but I feel much better.  Work is still just as rough, but I somehow feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been tracking my points all week, so my plan to stay on track was to just eat as similarly as possible to the last two weeks when I tracked everything- I think it's working, but we'll see for sure on Monday when I weigh in.&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't gotten in any exercise.  I plan to break this trend tonight with a 50 minute sweat fest a la Jillian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;- Banish Fat and Boost Metabolism, and tomorrow I hope to get in a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally catching up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; blogs and it's fun to see how everyone has been. Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5259200206878171993?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5259200206878171993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5259200206878171993' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5259200206878171993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5259200206878171993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/sheer-exhaustion.html' title='Sheer exhaustion'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6894712893225776370</id><published>2009-08-11T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:57:54.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>A Few of My (New) Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>A Few of My (New) Favorite Things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I have not been to the grocery store in 4 months! My wonderful fiance has been doing all the grocery shopping as I have been working very long hours and very late days, and we always seem to travel during the summer weekends. I broke this trend on Sunday with a couple's trip to the food store. Fiance and I stocked up on stuff for dinner and snacks. Since I hadn't personally been going to the food store, fiance was picking up the usual snacks for me- rice cakes, cheese sticks, granola bars, fruit, etc. But, there are constantly new snack products popping up, so I decided to pick up a few this week and was pleasantly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oikos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Greek Yogurt with Honey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been a firm believer in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lite and Fit creamy vanilla. I detest yogurt with "chunks" as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-affectionately&lt;/span&gt; call those foreign particles of fruit that ruin the smoothness that I love about yogurt. I also tended towards sweetened yogurts out of habit. I saw some people seemed to love this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oikos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yogurt for some reason and I saw it in the food store and thought I'd give it a whirl. I picked up the honey on the bottom version. The yogurt is perfectly tart and seriously creamy and heavy-bodied compared to the watery &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was consuming. The honey adds the perfect balance of sweetness (aka, not too much honey), but the honey somehow lacks the usual floral taste that I love from honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoG6RhNu6nI/AAAAAAAACd8/LbnQxMicDHA/s1600-h/yogurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368777040938855026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoG6RhNu6nI/AAAAAAAACd8/LbnQxMicDHA/s320/yogurt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special K Crackers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have purchased many different types of crackers in my time as a WW. I thought why not give another cracker a shot. These crackers remind me of Wheat Thins, but they are less "greasy". Something about Wheat Thins was oily, always leaving oil spots on a napkin or a nice greasy film on your hands. I haven't had Wheat Thins in a long time so it's nice to have a cracker that reminds me of them- salty and wheat filled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoG6ORRqu2I/AAAAAAAACd0/2dm5qlfDKMA/s1600-h/Special_K_Crackers_-_Multi_Grain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368776985120783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoG6ORRqu2I/AAAAAAAACd0/2dm5qlfDKMA/s320/Special_K_Crackers_-_Multi_Grain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also been discovering new "out to lunch" places because I am in a new work location (New York City). I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the first time last month. Don't freak out, I may have never had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chiptole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before, but I have been to Q-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; several times, and it is just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At any rate, I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;figured&lt;/span&gt; out how to build a healthy and tasty burrito at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I can eat out with my co-workers and not feel like someone on a &lt;em&gt;diet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vegetarian burrito bowl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See Carlos&lt;/strong&gt;, it is possible to continue eating at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! This bad boy only sets me back 5 WW points (290 calories, 5g fat, 53g &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 13g fiber, 11g protein)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368775198144005042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoG4mQRNA7I/AAAAAAAACds/D2qnhqU4DbE/s320/burrito.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Falafel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; journey, I have gradually added foods that I never thought would pass my lips: all sorts of seafood, veggies, fruits, legumes, and beans. I was a very picky eater growing up, so it has taken a long time, but I continue to expand my food horizon. One of the latest foods I have tried, thanks to an awesome place in the city called &lt;a href="http://www.eatatcrisp.com/"&gt;Crisp&lt;/a&gt;, is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;falafel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I get a beautiful salad from Crisp with humus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;falafel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, salsa, mixed greens, pine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nuts&lt;/span&gt;, and wheat pita on the side- yum! It does set me back a lot of points, but it is so delicious and healthful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368793208862224274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoHI-nbDL5I/AAAAAAAACeM/wfD9oy-DvyI/s320/falafel+salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage everyone to expand their food horizons- continue to try new things! It'll add &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;variety&lt;/span&gt; to your diet in terms of nutrients and keeping things interesting. Also, continue to frequent the places you love, but take some time and consideration when ordering. I know it's hard not to order your "usual", but you'll never break a bad habit if you don't try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6894712893225776370?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6894712893225776370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6894712893225776370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6894712893225776370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6894712893225776370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-of-my-new-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of My (New) Favorite Things'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SoG6RhNu6nI/AAAAAAAACd8/LbnQxMicDHA/s72-c/yogurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2987202875090969116</id><published>2009-08-10T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:35:50.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Weigh In and Summer Smoothies</title><content type='html'>Weigh in: 182.6lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-2.0lbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I also made one of my stand-by favorites for the summer and or a breakfast on the go: &lt;strong&gt;smoothies!&lt;/strong&gt; I was reminded off how much I miss them when I saw people blogging about "banana ice cream", aka blended frozen bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to go to this awesome coffee shop in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoboken&lt;/span&gt; called Frozen Monkey, and they had a specialty drink named after the place that had banana, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tasti&lt;/span&gt; D-light vanilla ice cream, and iced coffee. I recreated the smoothie to save money and calories when in college. I replaced the ice cream with frozen chopped bananas, threw in a scoop of protein powder, and used coffee and skim milk to help thin the smoothie to my liking. It was delicious and it prompted me to make different combinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love these smoothies for some many reasons:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combinations are endless and easy to customize. They taste like a dessert but are very healthful! They help me get bananas into my diet because I am not a fan of them. It also packs more fruit into your diet. They help use up fruit that would have otherwise gone bad. When the bananas are getting too ripe, and I don't have time to make banana bread, I chop the bananas up and throw them in the freezer, same goes for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mangos&lt;/span&gt;, berries, and pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of my favorites are:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Monkey (Approximately 155 calories, 1g fat, 34g carbs, 9g protein, 3g fiber)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup cold coffee, 1 frozen chopped banana, 1/2c of skim milk and more to thin the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smoothie&lt;/span&gt; to your liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PB Banana (Approximately 290 calories, 9g fat, 43g carbs, 14g protein, 3.5g fiber)&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp Peanut Butter, 1 frozen chopped banana, 1 cup skim milk plus more to thin the smoothie to your liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Split (Approximately 300 calories, 1g fat, 64g carbs, 10g protein, 3g fiber)&lt;br /&gt;1 -2 Tbsp Chocolate Syrup, 1 frozen chopped banana, 1 cup skim milk plus more to thin the smoothie to your liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry Smoothie (Approximately 150 calories, 1g fat, 25g carbs, 12g protein, 2g fiber)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup frozen berries (any kind- I like mixed berries), 1/2 cup fat free vanilla yogurt, 1/2 cup skim milk plus more to thin the smoothie to your liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropical smoothie (Approximately 200 calories, 1g fat, 39g carbs, 12g protein, 2g fiber)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup frozen mango, 1/2 cup frozen pineapple, 1/2 cup fat free vanilla yogurt, 1/2 cup skim milk plus more to thin the smoothie to your liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blending ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2987202875090969116?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2987202875090969116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2987202875090969116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2987202875090969116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2987202875090969116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/weigh-in-and-summer-smoothies.html' title='Weigh In and Summer Smoothies'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4899269660892328828</id><published>2009-08-07T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:02:28.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winding down the week</title><content type='html'>I woke up and got in a nice run this morning.  The weather is perfect for running.  It really made me look forward to running all fall.  I really want to run a 10K, so maybe the end of this fall will be the perfect timing.  Only time will tell, because I am letting my body dictate my actions more and more these days, only allowing my mind to interject when it has something worth value to contribute.  Case in point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiance and I went on our usual date night out and we chose a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;greek&lt;/span&gt; place for dinner.  I wanted something sweet all day, so I instantly wanted baklava.  With this in mind, I ordered a light dinner and saved plenty of room (and points) for baklava.  For dinner I chose the vegetarian platter with 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;falafel&lt;/span&gt;, a tomato and cucumber salad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tabbouleh&lt;/span&gt; and parsley salad, and hummus.  Then I ordered dessert, I asked the waiter to only bring half the portion to the table and box the other half for me to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good choices continue.  I'm sure it makes for a boring story, but it's been so hard for me lately that it's only appropriate that a celebrate every success, no matter how small!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4899269660892328828?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4899269660892328828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4899269660892328828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4899269660892328828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4899269660892328828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/winding-down-week.html' title='Winding down the week'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7489358382924549508</id><published>2009-08-06T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:03:59.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Food Wars</title><content type='html'>I have been fighting the good fight all week against food. There were many battles won, but in the end I must win the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a lovely time in Hoboken, NJ with my fiance and two of my dearest friends. We went out for Restaurant week and had a pre fix dinner of three courses. I chose the watermelon and brie salad, shrimp nachos (split with a friend), and braised oxtails with gnocchi and carrots, and topped it off with two drinks ;-). The portions were small so it was easy to control myself. The food was good, but it wasn't amazing, so that also made it easy to control my eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, we went for coffee. I had a skim chai latte and I eyed up a beautiful pink frosted cupcake. I blame &lt;a href="http://bikinibodbyaugust1.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-teeth.html"&gt;this lady&lt;/a&gt; for my nagging cupcake craving after posting a picture of a frosting filled cupcake! I had wanted dessert all day, so I opted for a gingersnap cookie instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SnrbZU7ppRI/AAAAAAAACcs/UIdY9FeGeHw/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366843134127482130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SnrbZU7ppRI/AAAAAAAACcs/UIdY9FeGeHw/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning, after little to no sleep and drinking last night, I was craving my sleepy hang-over food: the bagel! The bagel lost, however, to the much more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;svelte&lt;/span&gt; oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Score 1 for the gingersnap. Score 1 for the oatmeal. And score 2 for me for making better choices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7489358382924549508?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7489358382924549508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7489358382924549508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7489358382924549508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7489358382924549508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-wars.html' title='Food Wars'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SnrbZU7ppRI/AAAAAAAACcs/UIdY9FeGeHw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2033936845150618463</id><published>2009-08-04T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:26:20.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weigh In and My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Weigh in Monday: -3.0lbs, 184.6lbs&lt;br /&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;B: Oatmeal (3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;), 3 munchkins (3.5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whopps&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;S: Fiber One bar (2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;L: 1/2 chicken sandwich and gazpacho @ Hale and Hearty (7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;S: Fruit salad (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bruschetta&lt;/span&gt; angel hair pasta with grilled chicken and balsamic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;reduction&lt;/span&gt; (13 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Total- 29.5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt; (used 3 AP earned and 0.5 WP)&lt;br /&gt;Exercise: 30 Day Shred, L1 w/ 5lb weights (3 AP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Bronx Zoo this weekend; I try to go once every summer. I love animals! It's really comforting and soothing for me to observe animals. The Bronx Zoo also does a really nice job with the animals' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; habitats so it's a pleasant experience instead of an animal in a cage kind of a feel. My fiance and I really enjoyed each other's company and were sure to act like children. Exhibit A: Take a picture with a weird prop from the gift store:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8iZS5MiI/AAAAAAAACcc/YJlmT21yalk/s1600-h/P1020078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105517615297058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8iZS5MiI/AAAAAAAACcc/YJlmT21yalk/s320/P1020078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My greatest eating triumph this weekend was my lunch choice. Last year when we went to the zoo, fiance and I split the fried chicken fingers and a soda. This year fiance got his own and I chose and grilled chicken, tomato, spinach, provolone and red pepper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;romesco&lt;/span&gt; sauce on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ciabatta&lt;/span&gt;. Props to the Bronx zoo for having choices. Eating the whole sandwich was around 11 points, which is high but I needed my energy for all the walking we were doing because the Bronx Zoo is huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8dwTebjI/AAAAAAAACcU/3cJqpKZVLgk/s1600-h/lunch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105437892406834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8dwTebjI/AAAAAAAACcU/3cJqpKZVLgk/s320/lunch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exhibit B for acting like children: a snapshot of some suggestive animal species&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8ZhaWwZI/AAAAAAAACcM/sJTsGJc33iA/s1600-h/immature.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105365175255442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8ZhaWwZI/AAAAAAAACcM/sJTsGJc33iA/s320/immature.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A snap of one of the lemurs in the newly constructed (2008) Madagascar exhibit. It's such a great exhibit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8Chj2s6I/AAAAAAAACb8/11R5PR6FCBY/s1600-h/P1020085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366104970078106530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8Chj2s6I/AAAAAAAACb8/11R5PR6FCBY/s320/P1020085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are even beautiful peacocks that roam the zoo, this one finds solace on the grass that is clearly labeled with "Keep off the grass":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng6Q-g_IWI/AAAAAAAACb0/PUF3tST5Ws0/s1600-h/P1020080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366103019345617250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng6Q-g_IWI/AAAAAAAACb0/PUF3tST5Ws0/s320/P1020080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2033936845150618463?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2033936845150618463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2033936845150618463' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2033936845150618463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2033936845150618463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/08/weigh-in-and-my-weekend.html' title='Weigh In and My Weekend'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sng8iZS5MiI/AAAAAAAACcc/YJlmT21yalk/s72-c/P1020078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6554409103505520440</id><published>2009-08-03T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:06:07.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 Things'/><title type='text'>100th Post: A List of 100 Things</title><content type='html'>100 Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I plan to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you can do too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to relive some of my greatest moments- things that I am eternally proud of- to remind myself of the power of trying new and scary things, setting goals, and achieving them. None of these things came easily- nothing good ever does. It's important to remember that the road ahead is long and it's an up-hill battle, but working towards and achieving one goal is a catalyst for more goals. Set a new goal for yourself, work towards it, and you'll be pleased to see the change in your attitude. Nothing will feel out of reach. That's how I am sure that the new "Things I plan to do" will lead me to a better, more fulfilled and happier me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My younger years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I started my own food drive in 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade to collect food for Veterans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I won two national titles for competitive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; (Age 10 and 12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I was invited to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SAT's&lt;/span&gt; as a and 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-grader and I scored better than most kids entering college that year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I was the youngest ballerina at my dance school to be invited to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pointe&lt;/span&gt; (toe shoes) at 12 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I served as a junior member of the Ladies Marine Corp League- doing community service and projects for local veterans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade artwork was put on a special display in my elementary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;High School&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I went out for a made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; team all 4 years of high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I was named the captain 3/4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I also made the co-ed competitive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; team as a freshman (only 1 other girl did!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My artwork was selected to be displayed at the county library, highlighting talented artists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I took 4 AP tests, passed all of them, and scored high enough to receive college credit for 2 of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I received 3 additional scholarships from outside groups (I applied for probably 40!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I was offered a "full-ride" to Northeastern U (No, I didn't take it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;College&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I planned a successful conference for 200+ people that included workshops, fun events, and community service projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I participated in 2 week long Habitat for Humanity project during my college spring breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I organized a car show and raised $1000 for a local hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I coordinated a group of 20 volunteers for a YMCA fundraiser that raised over 50,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I filed for a patent on a medical device that I designed with colleagues in college (this one is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt;, as it was a lifetime goal I had set for myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I graduated college and met my goal GPA upon graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I explored many career options while in college, I held 4 co-operative education jobs at different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pharmaceutical&lt;/span&gt; and medical device companies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I garnered more research funding for my co-op company thanks to the work I did and the presentation I made to the funding sponsor company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I received a beautiful award upon graduation for my dedication to the Co-operative Education program at my college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adult Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I took control of my life (most days anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I try new things that scare me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I had a job 6 months before I graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I got my own apartment straight out of college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I promptly dumped my apartment to save for a wedding and a home when I got engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I am getting married to my best friend even though I had "planned" to be single after college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I am wise enough to let the best laid plans go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Weightloss&lt;/span&gt; Adventures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I recommitted myself to Weight Watchers after maintaining for 7 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I completed the 30 Day Shred program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I completed the C25K Program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I became a "runner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I ran in an 8K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I inspired my mother to start walking again and she's stuck with it for 5 weeks so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I went down 3 dress sizes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I lost 45lbs so far and have kept it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I lost 19.8% of my heaviest weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I decided to create a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; blog and have updated it every week since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I want to run in a 5K (well, a bunch of them actually) since I skipped that distance and went for the 8K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I want to run in a 10K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. I want to do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. I want to take a yoga or a dance class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. I want to own a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;townhome&lt;/span&gt;, house, condo, something, anything in 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. I want to continue to update this blog as long as it brings me happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. I want to paint one painting a year as long as it brings me pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I want to finally make a scrap book out of the hundreds of dollars worth of supplies I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. I want to start a blog about my wedding planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I want to lose the last 20 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I want to have a healthy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;BMI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. I want to run some kind of business one day- baking, cooking, event planning, something crafty or a dog-breading business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. I want to take at least 1 vacation a year for the rest of my working career to recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I want to go to Tahiti, Italy, Australia, and Greece at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. I want to continue to appreciate my relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I want to stay best friends with my fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. I want to create a family tree and history to learn more about my ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. I want to bake my grandma's Christmas cookies every year to celebrate her, her life, and something beautiful that she taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. I want to continue to volunteer to help veterans out of respect for my grandfather and the sacrifices he made for my country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. I want to learn how to remove all sorts of stains from clothing (a seemingly protected secret of grandma's everywhere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. I want to learn how to better iron clothes and be disciplined enough to do it every so often instead of tossing clothes in the dryer or buying tons of Downy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-wrinkle spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. I want to plant a garden and grows vegetables and herbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. I want to cook dinner for my family with the vegetables and herbs that I grew myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. I want to stay interested and involved in cooking dinners instead of eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. I want to keep buying my Christmas wrapping paper and cards right after the Christmas before to save lots of money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I want to create a database of the addresses for my Christmas cards and birthday cards so I never forget someone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I want to have children (healthy children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. I want to create an environment where my children are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nurtured&lt;/span&gt; to be creative, curious, and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. I want to always remember that it is better to create structure for my children instead of being their best friend (like my mother did). Children will have many friends and do not need one more, but they only have one mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I want to be lucky enough to remember that home is being with those you love. It is not the square footage of the home, nor the coast you reside on that defines your home, but it is being surrounded by those you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I want to own a boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. I want to throw an awesome birthday party for every decade my fiance ages- 30, 40, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. I want to be open enough with myself and my friends because in my honesty I always find solace and in the process sometimes I help my friends find solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. I want my friends and my family to remember me as someone who was always honest, open, loving, sharing, supportive, and there for them when they needed someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. I want to always live near the water, preferably the ocean because I am always reminded of who I am when I watch the waves crash onto the shore- only one person in a great big world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. I want to learn how to speak some Italian- I find it to be oh so sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. I want to learn to love every inch of my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. I want to treat my body with respect and give in the nutrition and exercise it deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I want to recognize my family's health history and take active steps to prevent those diseases that claimed lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. I want to make healthy choices because I love myself and not because I hate the way I look (i.e too fat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. I want to get promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. I want to always believe in the company I work for- I invest so much of my time there so I should love and respect what my company does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. I want to find balance between a work life and my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. I want to remember that taking time out for me is not taking time away from those I love but an investment in a healthy future with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. I want to find a balance between saving for the future and enjoying the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I want to find more blogs that I truly enjoy to add to my Google Reader. I only follow those that I enjoy reading every post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I want my teeth professionally whitened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. I want to get massages more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I want to learn how to use my smart phone to it's potential- I pay so much for it but barely tap into it's capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. I want to remember to take time for my fiance, even when life gets busy, because he has my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. I want a Kitchen Aid standing mixer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I want to make my own ice cream, sausage, pasta, and tomato sauce because these items are so special when homemade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I want to be a grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. I want to live to enjoy my retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. I want a big back yard with an in-ground pool for my children to play in. So much of my childhood memories are wrapped up in my parents pool and I want that for my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I want a puppy of my own to train- a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Shiba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Inu&lt;/span&gt; to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I want a classic set of diamond earrings and a pearl necklace to be passed down for generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. I want the perfect red lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. I want to be surrounded by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. I want to always be proud of the life I lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. I want all of these "wants" to come to fruition or to adapt them as I change and my life changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you to the wonderful people who have come into my life via the blogging world. I cherish your posts and your comments more than you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6554409103505520440?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6554409103505520440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6554409103505520440' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6554409103505520440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6554409103505520440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/list-of-100-things.html' title='100th Post: A List of 100 Things'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-331035642704382320</id><published>2009-07-31T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:29:01.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>Gaima Yoga</title><content type='html'>I've been dying to get yoga into my life. I love stretching! I always have. I guess the love of it comes from religiously stretching as a dancer, gymnast, and cheerleader for so many years. The best I had been able to muster were some poses here and there that I knew by heart. So, I figured I'd start out easy with a Yoga DVD and take it from there.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gaima&lt;/span&gt; Yoga DVD with 5 different 20 minute routines. I chose this DVD because I know I have seen this yoga dude (Rodney &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;) that was on the cover before; he looks so legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SnOYmYYGNkI/AAAAAAAACN0/HarPib6UIKk/s1600-h/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364799366274364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SnOYmYYGNkI/AAAAAAAACN0/HarPib6UIKk/s320/yoga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it last night before bed and it felt great. Now, I realize it says A.M yoga, but I'm a bit of a rebel. It relaxed me and stretched my tight legs. I am really paying for the increased running this week, but I'll just combat the tendon tightness with yoga. In fact, I think I'll go do some right now ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-331035642704382320?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/331035642704382320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=331035642704382320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/331035642704382320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/331035642704382320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/gaima-yoga.html' title='Gaima Yoga'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SnOYmYYGNkI/AAAAAAAACN0/HarPib6UIKk/s72-c/yoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7900428404993472297</id><published>2009-07-30T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:50:49.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepers</title><content type='html'>I don't know about other weight loss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;, but I use this blog as outlet, away from people who know, where I can be brutally honest. If I wanted family and friends to know such things about myself, I would tell them (or I would tell them that I have a blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your take on your blog? Have family or friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inadvertently&lt;/span&gt; found your blog? If so, how did it make you feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7900428404993472297?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7900428404993472297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7900428404993472297' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7900428404993472297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7900428404993472297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/creepers.html' title='Creepers'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-411093066722977316</id><published>2009-07-29T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:05:55.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><title type='text'>It's Clicking</title><content type='html'>Slowly but surely everything I know about weight loss and that my faithful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;commenters&lt;/span&gt; keep reminding me of is "clicking".  I tracked everything I ate yesterday instead of adding up the points in my head from my best guesses.  After lunch, I evaluated how many points I had left for dinner, and then I cooked a dinner based on the available points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rinsed and repeated today, but I went a step further and instead of eating a high point breakfast like I have been for the past 2 weeks, I ate a small 3pt breakfast and a 2pt snack 2.5 hours later. I ate a bigger lunch at 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt; and have a 1pt apple lined up for my afternoon snack.  Low and behold, I am feeling more full and satisfied with my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how we &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;these things- eat more filling foods, eat more often and in smaller quantities, track your points- but we sometimes choose to forget them or think we know them so well that we need not be mindful of them or even track them.  I am not special nor am such a pro at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; that I am above tracking my points. Last time I had become too lax, it took me 7 months to realized that I couldn't just pay for the Weight Watchers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eTools&lt;/span&gt; and lose weight.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, go figure! I hope I am able to continue to put these into practice so I can say this time it took me only a few weeks to realize the error of my ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-411093066722977316?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/411093066722977316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=411093066722977316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/411093066722977316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/411093066722977316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-clicking.html' title='It&apos;s Clicking'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8712804422979449490</id><published>2009-07-28T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T06:39:35.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over-eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Gaining some weight and some perspective</title><content type='html'>I gained over the past two weeks: 3.6lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt; why the gain happened: excess calories and not enough exercise, but I really need to evaluate why mentally/emotionally. I realized two things: 1) I still have an emotional eating problem. It got me to be 227lbs. I have not cured myself of this by losing weight. 2) I have become lax in my weight loss efforts because I am kinda happy with the way I look right now. I know that's typically a good thing, but I think I have used hate of my body as motivation to lose. I also convinced myself that the 180's are where my body is happiest, i.e. it maintains at this weight very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit! I call bullshit on myself. I could have deemed any weight decade to be my comfy zone, the weight range at which my body is happy. My body is not happy there- it knows it can do better. It remembers being 160lbs and it liked it. My mind is happy there- convinced it couldn't possibly fit in another workout or plan ahead more with meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can do better and I must.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8712804422979449490?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8712804422979449490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8712804422979449490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8712804422979449490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8712804422979449490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/gaining-some-weight-and-some.html' title='Gaining some weight and some perspective'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7891256693912599728</id><published>2009-07-27T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T06:17:34.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>A little bit of honesty</title><content type='html'>I over-ate all weekend. I knew I was doing it, but I did it anyway. I am feeling badly about my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; efforts and my family right now. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;destructive&lt;/span&gt; behavior is a direct form of self-punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I ran 2.5 miles, so I was glad that I am getting back into my running, but I still wasn't proud of myself because it was &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;2.5 miles. My eating was fair- cereal, rice cake with peanut butter, chips and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;queso&lt;/span&gt; dip, grilled chicken, zucchini and garlic linguine, and I finished the day off with a hot fudge sundae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I started my day off with 2 donuts and coffee. Lunch was some chicken and eggplant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;parmesan&lt;/span&gt;. Then, I snuck in another donut as a snack. For dinner I made fried zucchini as an appetizer and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;london&lt;/span&gt; broil, grilled shrimp and a some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fettuccine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alfredo&lt;/span&gt;, and for dessert I had an apple cobbler flurry (apple cobbler ingredients mixed with soft vanilla ice cream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was not nearly as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;destructive&lt;/span&gt; as Saturday but fair nonetheless- bagel with cream cheese and half an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; muffin for breakfast, a few chips, a piece of a roast beef and cheese wrap, salad, cocktail shrimp, and cake at a bridal shower, then dinner was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ziti&lt;/span&gt; and 1 meatball, dessert was some peanut butter munch candy from my Poconos trip as I tried to finish the last of my thank-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;you's&lt;/span&gt; for my engagement party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how many points or calories are in the food I ate, because frankly I am not tracking them right now. I have been only tracking Monday- Thursday for the past few weeks. Sometimes, I'll go back and try to track in vain what I ate over the weekend, but we all know I'm not fooling anyone. I'm not getting results because I'm not trying. It's pretty plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe writing all this will help me realize the mistakes I am making, or maybe when I weigh myself later today and see the horrific gain, I'll get a slap in the face that I very much need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7891256693912599728?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7891256693912599728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7891256693912599728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7891256693912599728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7891256693912599728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-bit-of-honesty.html' title='A little bit of honesty'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1112683616289134504</id><published>2009-07-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:31:17.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Fitness has not been my focus</title><content type='html'>Starting a new project for work is always a difficult time for me and my fitness is never the focus- where in the country will my next project be? What will I be doing? What will my day be like? Will I like the people I work with?&lt;br /&gt;And then there are the health and fitness related concerns- Will there be a fridge for my snacks/lunch? Will there be healthy options available to buy in case I can't bring lunch? Will I be able to maintain my current workout routine? Will I have a few minutes during the day to track my food and check out my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two weeks of my life have been consumed with these thoughts as I settled into a new project.  So, what's the verdict? The commute is different as it is the first time I am taking public instead of driving and it can be very interesting- there are some real characters that commute into NYC: Every morning there are the usual "Blackberry Prayers" where everyone bows their heads over their blackberries as they pound the tiny keys feverishly.  Some of the people I work with are awesome and some of them I'd like to beat with a blunt object. My days are long right now: over an hour to get into the city, 10 hours at work, and 1 hour home.  The food options are optimal for watching what I eat but there are also a lot of delicious temptations around.  But again, fitness hasn't been my focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to remedy these feelings by getting myself excited again to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;, but so far I have only been semi-successful.  I thought maybe another race would get me excited again about running but I can't find any 5K's or 8K's that are coming up anytime soon so that idea is out the window.  So far this week I ran on Saturday and Monday, and I hope to motivate myself to run again tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1112683616289134504?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1112683616289134504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1112683616289134504' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1112683616289134504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1112683616289134504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/fitness-has-not-been-my-focus.html' title='Fitness has not been my focus'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2801133596047599772</id><published>2009-07-20T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:34:22.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engaged'/><title type='text'>My Engagement Party</title><content type='html'>After &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-engaged.html"&gt;getting engaged&lt;/a&gt; in December, we finally had our engagement party on July 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was amazing but it went too fast! I feel like I don't remember much of anything, but I know I felt happy. It was surreal to have all the people in your life in one room.  Joe and I looked rather "Connecticut" as my friend put it.  I love the look- I really wanted to look classic, like it could have my grandparent's engagement party in the 1940's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqnp0nFmI/AAAAAAAACAY/I2yyTnREzpA/s1600-h/e+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360526685951694434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqnp0nFmI/AAAAAAAACAY/I2yyTnREzpA/s320/e+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and my Joe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Sadly, I do look at some of the pictures from the event and judge my appearance.  I wish my arms looked more toned and that I was about 20lbs thinner.  More so though, I wish I didn't have these thoughts at all.  I want to love my body more than I do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqiBvBtcI/AAAAAAAACAQ/vWIlMIG9KaU/s1600-h/bmaids3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360526589291509186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqiBvBtcI/AAAAAAAACAQ/vWIlMIG9KaU/s320/bmaids3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Me and the lovely bridesmaids: (from left) Colleen, Olivia, Me, Kristyn, Sammy, Courtney and Brittany&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqc7nYUbI/AAAAAAAACAI/XkJ4kA8ZXNA/s1600-h/grooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360526501749477810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqc7nYUbI/AAAAAAAACAI/XkJ4kA8ZXNA/s320/grooms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The handsome groomsmen: (from left) Kevin, Bryan, Joe, Austin and Justin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqY2dDMII/AAAAAAAACAA/LmMHf7PdE8I/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360526431644496002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqY2dDMII/AAAAAAAACAA/LmMHf7PdE8I/s320/dancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't want to look at any of my wedding pictures and judge my body the way I am right now.  Admittedly, I am getting a little fed up with my lax attitude toward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weightloss&lt;/span&gt;.  I deserve better.  I deserve the best.  I feel content and happy in other aspects of my life and I want to feel the same way about my fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2801133596047599772?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2801133596047599772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2801133596047599772' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2801133596047599772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2801133596047599772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-engagement-party.html' title='My Engagement Party'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmRqnp0nFmI/AAAAAAAACAY/I2yyTnREzpA/s72-c/e+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7046166444446812495</id><published>2009-07-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:14:43.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Bermuda 2009 and My 24th Birthday</title><content type='html'>My fiance and I had a great time in Bermuda. It was my first big-girl vacation, as it was the first trip I had taken since graduating from college last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCEQbhlT_I/AAAAAAAAB_4/8O2zxtRzCT4/s1600-h/bermuda"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359428974372278258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCEQbhlT_I/AAAAAAAAB_4/8O2zxtRzCT4/s320/bermuda" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Me in St. George, Bermuda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I also celebrated my 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday while we were away. My goodness, where does the time go?! Even though time is fleeting, I felt great on my birthday. I reflected on where I am now in my life in terms of weight loss and where I want to be. I realized that unless I am willing to make more concessions on my food choices, that I am destined to stay this weight because my body is comfortable here. Well, my body may be comfortable, but I am not comfortable here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427664969345890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDENnmK2I/AAAAAAAAB_g/Y5tc4OZY3JY/s320/decor" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My fiance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me by having our cruise cabin decorated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427657301420290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDDxDa6QI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/lb6eFibnJB0/s320/tiffany" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me with a special blue box :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDTqt8DeI/AAAAAAAAB_o/dUXWphw0MKw/s1600-h/me"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427930478611938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDTqt8DeI/AAAAAAAAB_o/dUXWphw0MKw/s320/me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday to me: dinner at a Mediterranean place in Bermuda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More celebrating was had when I returned from Bermuda. My family had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;, bought me an ice cream cake, and made me play drinking games all night. Well, maybe they didn't make me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDDLurMWI/AAAAAAAAB_I/8FQWJ3-CxLE/s1600-h/cake"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427647282295138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDDLurMWI/AAAAAAAAB_I/8FQWJ3-CxLE/s320/cake" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Reeses&lt;/span&gt; ice cream cake...drool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDC1Qzh8I/AAAAAAAAB_A/VG4Ed48IAjA/s1600-h/drunk"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359427641251432386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCDC1Qzh8I/AAAAAAAAB_A/VG4Ed48IAjA/s320/drunk" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Losing the drinking game, pouting about it, and being punished by sitting under the table&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel lucky and blessed to have a wonderful fiance, family, and my health. I would not be the person I am without their love and support. Their faith in me has given me the strength I needed to lose weight and become a happier person in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7046166444446812495?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7046166444446812495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7046166444446812495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7046166444446812495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7046166444446812495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/bermuda-2009-and-my-24th-birthday.html' title='Bermuda 2009 and My 24th Birthday'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SmCEQbhlT_I/AAAAAAAAB_4/8O2zxtRzCT4/s72-c/bermuda' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4364179336395878451</id><published>2009-07-16T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:37:00.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>How I Saved the Barnegat Bay with an 8K!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359056622671283586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8xmtWGxYI/AAAAAAAAB84/OHZJh8nCQG0/s320/bay" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barnegat&lt;/span&gt; Bay from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lavalette&lt;/span&gt;, NJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saved the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Barnegat&lt;/span&gt; Bay by running an 8K! How did this "save" the bay? I have no f*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cking&lt;/span&gt; clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I woke up nice and early, dressed, ate some peanut butter on a slice of bread and drank some water. My fiance came along to take pictures and share in the moment with me. We drove over to the bay (a few minutes from my childhood home), registered, got our goodies, and hooked up a little race tracker to our shoe for time keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359056965234045138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8x6pfbsNI/AAAAAAAAB9A/IPOEvsXJSNw/s320/shoesJPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hooking up my race tracker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We stretched a little, but mostly hung out and soaked up the sun. There were a few real characters there though. Ya know, the ones that take themselves way too seriously even though it is apparent that they are not hardcore runners. They were doing some stretches that I have never seen before, and trust me, I have seen a lot of weird stretches before- I was a competitive cheerleader for 9 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359060310667694770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl809YM-ErI/AAAAAAAAB9o/JyoVH-klqLQ/s320/legs" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you guess which set of legs works 10 hours a day inside and which two sets of legs belong to lifeguards?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8yQZENl2I/AAAAAAAAB9g/emQWUma6CVA/s1600-h/stretch2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359057338782029666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8yQZENl2I/AAAAAAAAB9g/emQWUma6CVA/s320/stretch2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359057187074077186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8yHj6N8gI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/QBLV5SIKCjk/s320/stretch" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to how we were "saving the bay". I really don't get it. Especially when there is a water station every mile where you grab a cup, drink/splash/pour it, and then throw it on the ground so that the garbage may blow into the bay before someone has had the chance to clean it up. This seemed illogical to me, but my cousins thought that it would be an opportune time to come up with a song to amuse themselves as I left on my headphones, running and panting, and trying to keep up with the tempo. Their little verse went like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just take one cup at a time&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to waste.&lt;br /&gt;It's like Saving the Bay,&lt;br /&gt;the month after May &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's going to happen when it's&lt;br /&gt;supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;When you find the reasons why,&lt;br /&gt;one cup at a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359057272426013842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8yMh3tJJI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/4Kx36u9Fw0Q/s320/mile+2" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mile 2: Me, my cousin Brittany, my cousin Courtney&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In all seriousness, the race was really really hard for me. The race started at 8:30am and it was so hot and sunny. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; run after work and on shaded roads so I found the sun added a big challenge to the run. I also felt a bit faint at times during the race. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to finish, but I kept it together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Part of the course snaked through a neighborhood filled with locals who live there year-round and who (like me) have a certain pride in being from the area. There were so many people outside their homes cheering for us. There were a few awesome houses that even put out their own water stands and sprayed hoses into the air to cool off the runners- now &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is gratitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had wanted to run the 8K in 50 minutes because I new I could do it (10min/mile). My pace ended up being more like 11.5min/mile or 57 minutes. I'm not going to lie, I am disappointed in that time, but I know that's not what it's about. Would I do it again? Heck yeah! I can't wait! Me and my cousins have already planned to do it again next year but with more style- I'm going to design some cute tanks for us and get them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;screen-printed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8yBH408_I/AAAAAAAAB9I/DFO98q2_89M/s1600-h/finish"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359057076472837106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8yBH408_I/AAAAAAAAB9I/DFO98q2_89M/s320/finish" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The finish line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Professional photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Start:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a 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id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;scount&lt;/span&gt;=467&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;sku&lt;/span&gt;=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4364179336395878451?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4364179336395878451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4364179336395878451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4364179336395878451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4364179336395878451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-i-saved-barnegat-bay-with-8k.html' title='How I Saved the Barnegat Bay with an 8K!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sl8xmtWGxYI/AAAAAAAAB84/OHZJh8nCQG0/s72-c/bay' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8024437091580267946</id><published>2009-07-14T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:49:57.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Blogging Back Up</title><content type='html'>My goodness, so much is going on in my life that I have found myself in a blogging back up!  I have so many posts to share with everyone, but I find myself swamped with a new project which means lots of changes to my schedule and commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did post a nice loss this week after my feeding frenzy on vacation (-3.0lbs). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for some fun upcoming posts on:&lt;br /&gt;My first 8K&lt;br /&gt;My 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday&lt;br /&gt;My Engagement Party&lt;br /&gt;Reworking my exercise routine to fit my new schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8024437091580267946?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8024437091580267946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8024437091580267946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8024437091580267946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8024437091580267946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogging-back-up.html' title='Blogging Back Up'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-9043578223394693045</id><published>2009-07-07T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:55:42.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation Detox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SlNTXecuniI/AAAAAAAAB7w/9F_8tWoAQzw/s1600-h/P1010748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716044649307682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SlNTXecuniI/AAAAAAAAB7w/9F_8tWoAQzw/s320/P1010748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bermuda Vacation 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my week long cruise to Bermuda. It was great- there was sleep, sun, booze, snorkeling, beach and lots of food AND it was my birthday. I definitely over-indulged, but I wouldn't change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weigh in yesterday has me at 187 or +4.6lbs. This gain can be attributed to all of the following: crossiants with butter, desserts everday at lunch and dinner, lots of alcohol, and no official exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am officially on diet detox- no alcohol all week, lots of water, light eating. Yesterday I had egg whites, turkey sausage and a light bagel for breakfast, a salad with balsamic vinegar and oatmeal for lunch, tilapia, couscous, and spinach for dinner and cereal as a snack. I have to make sure I look like a knock-out in my engagement party dress this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be home and to get back to my routine and my exercise. I'm excited to catch up on everyone else's lives and weight loss progress. I have lots more to post so stay tuned as I catch everyone up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-9043578223394693045?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/9043578223394693045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=9043578223394693045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9043578223394693045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9043578223394693045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/07/vacation-detox.html' title='Vacation Detox'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SlNTXecuniI/AAAAAAAAB7w/9F_8tWoAQzw/s72-c/P1010748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5888950775813000021</id><published>2009-06-28T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:28:29.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>8K Completed</title><content type='html'>I completed my first 8K yesterday! And now I'm off to Bermuda!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5888950775813000021?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5888950775813000021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5888950775813000021' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5888950775813000021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5888950775813000021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/8k-completed.html' title='8K Completed'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6577470842068020523</id><published>2009-06-25T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:44:34.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp is winding down</title><content type='html'>Fat Camp is almost over- yay! I have my fitness test this weekend and I am very very nervous. I know I can run 5 miles because I did it once before, but that doesn't change how I feel. This week has been difficult to fit in any exercise, and it doesn't look promising that I'll be able to get any in before the 8K- yikes.&lt;br /&gt;I've been working late every night, and when I get home it is always raining (and not just rain, terrential down pours). Maybe I am making excuses, but I don't feel like I have anything left to give in terms of energy with all my working lately.&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to my Fat Camp reward- a cruise to Bermuda! I leave on Sunday and I can't wait! I'll check in before I leave to update everyone on the 8K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6577470842068020523?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6577470842068020523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6577470842068020523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6577470842068020523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6577470842068020523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-is-winding-down.html' title='Fat Camp is winding down'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5355244717757115995</id><published>2009-06-22T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:18:56.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Just me- that's all I can be</title><content type='html'>No, this is not some fruity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rhyming&lt;/span&gt; post nor anything overly emotional where I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;divulge&lt;/span&gt; the years of pain my weight gain has brought. This was just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; trying week for me emotionally. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt; distress caused me to fall ill with a fever on Wednesday into Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not felt like myself. I am finally starting to feel better. I hadn't done any true exercise since Monday thanks to my depressive mood, but I pulled myself together last night to do my 40 minutes of circuit training with Jillian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;upped&lt;/span&gt; my hand weights to 5lbs from 3lbs. I'm definitely feeling it today. I am glad that I did not allow myself to be lazy and skip yet another workout. It made me feel strong and empowered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a -1.0lb loss the week which felt great. I am a slow loser, but I prefer it that way. I get to eat out more than once a week, and when I go out I enjoy alcohol, appetizers, and desserts- something a strict weight watcher might cringe at, but I've made my own rules throughout this process and they work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a run today, let's hope the weather holds out. It has rained 18 out of the first 22 days of June so who knows. I can't wait to be on vacation next week- that's right kiddies, I'm off to cruise to Bermuda on Sunday and I can't wait to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; Voyage for a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5355244717757115995?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5355244717757115995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5355244717757115995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5355244717757115995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5355244717757115995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-me-thats-all-i-can-be.html' title='Just me- that&apos;s all I can be'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-179800812164217007</id><published>2009-06-17T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:36:00.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Progress Report Part 2</title><content type='html'>Goals from week 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Active Daily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 / 7 days or 29% completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;T- 4 mile run (5AP)&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;S- No More Trouble Zones DVD (6AP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aim for 23+ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt;/Week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt; this week or 48% completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make Breakfast and Lunch 4X/Week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5 breakfasts and 4 lunches or 100% completed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;M- Breakfast and lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T- Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;R - Breakfast and lunch&lt;br /&gt;S - Breakfast and lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt;- Lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limit dining out to 30Points a meal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 meals dining out, both under 30 points or 100% completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- Beer, Cheeseburger, French fries, 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Steamed shrimp with garlic sauce, brown rice, egg roll, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wonton&lt;/span&gt; soup, green tea ice cream, 12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-179800812164217007?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/179800812164217007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=179800812164217007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/179800812164217007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/179800812164217007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-progress-report-part-2.html' title='Fat Camp Progress Report Part 2'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-9051621571218953672</id><published>2009-06-16T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:37:16.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Progress Report</title><content type='html'>I am happy to report a loss this week at Fat Camp: -1.8lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am even happier, however, that I accomplished my longest run yet (5 miles in 50 minutes) in preparation of my Fat Camp Fitness test, an 8K the last weekend in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fat Camp diet and exercise for the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise: 40 minutes of circuit weight training a la No More Trouble Zones DVD&lt;br /&gt;B: 1 1/2c Honey Bunches of Oats with Almond, 1c skim milk, 1c coffee w/ skim milk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Splenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: slice of pizza&lt;br /&gt;S: apple, 1tbsp peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;D: 1 1/2 cheeseburgers&lt;br /&gt;Late night drinking and snacking at a party: 5 light beers, 8oz Doritos, 2oz pretzels, 1 small brownie, 1 small piece of vanilla cake with vanilla icing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Leisurely&lt;/span&gt; walking at the mall, light lifting to help clean up from party&lt;br /&gt;B: bagel with 4tbsp light cream cheese, coffee w/ skim milk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Splenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:1 1/2c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;penne&lt;/span&gt; w/ 1c tomato sauce, 1 meatball, 1 1/2c salad, 2tbsp light Italian dressing&lt;br /&gt;S: 3 pretzel rods, 1c Corn Pops &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cereal&lt;/span&gt;, 1c skim milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise: 5 mile run&lt;br /&gt;B: apple, 2c coffee w/skim milk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Splenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: 4oz chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;terriyaki&lt;/span&gt;, 1 1/4c white rice, 1c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;miso&lt;/span&gt; soup&lt;br /&gt;S: 2 pieces dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;D: buffalo chicken salad (4oz grilled buffalo chicken breast, 2oz pepper jack cheese, 8 crushed up tortilla chips, 4tbsp light blue cheese dressing )&lt;br /&gt;S: 1 Italian cookie, 1c International Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: high fiber, high protein cinnamon oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;L: leftover buffalo chicken salad&lt;br /&gt;D: dining out with a friend from high school....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-9051621571218953672?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/9051621571218953672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=9051621571218953672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9051621571218953672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9051621571218953672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-progress-report_16.html' title='Fat Camp Progress Report'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4701456162673115408</id><published>2009-06-15T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:22:11.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Measurements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Frustrations</title><content type='html'>My weight still does not seem to be changing.  I did measure myself again though and I had some more inches lost since June 1st:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: -0.75 inch&lt;br /&gt;Waist: -0.5 inch&lt;br /&gt;Hips: -1 inch&lt;br /&gt;Thighs: 0&lt;br /&gt;Arms: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel really healthy.  It such a shame that I am so wrapped up in the numbers on the scale.  It's just hard to detach myself from them when I have been bouncing between 181-186 for 3 months.  I just really want to make everyone really proud of me for succeeding at Fat Camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4701456162673115408?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4701456162673115408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4701456162673115408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4701456162673115408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4701456162673115408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-frustrations.html' title='Fat Camp Frustrations'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8720638212509051602</id><published>2009-06-11T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:53:37.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over-eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excuses'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Emotional Eating</title><content type='html'>Fat Camp has me focusing on my emotional eating issues this week. &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-weekend-activities.html"&gt;My weekend family troubles&lt;/a&gt; have been stressing me out, and my body is feeling the effects because I have been feeling like crap all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday- &lt;/em&gt;Skipped exercise after work to go grab a burger and beer at a local bar. Trying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; to get my mind off of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday- &lt;/em&gt;Got in a run, but felt like quitting the entire time. I somehow pushed through to finish my 3 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday- &lt;/em&gt;Scarfed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunchips&lt;/span&gt; at a birthday party for my fiance's cousin, but managed to control myself during the cake. Skipped exercise to go to party and make breakfast for co-workers for Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday- &lt;/em&gt;I made a special breakfast (french toast casserole) for my project team at work because some people are leaving for vacations and this was the last day we'd all be together. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decidedly&lt;/span&gt; was going to have some for breakfast, which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but I went back for seconds, which is not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, I stopped by some of my favorite blogs. &lt;a href="http://jackfit.blogspot.com/2009/06/burn-ships.html?showComment=1244730311975"&gt;Jack Sh*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;t's&lt;/span&gt; post&lt;/a&gt; was exactly what I needed this morning- it's all about taking control of your destiny by removing excuses. I realized that the control I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; seeking isn't attainable by overeating. Eating too many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sunchips&lt;/span&gt; didn't smooth things over with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;, and it certainly didn't put me any closer to my weight loss goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to finishing Thursday strong with some exercise and mindful eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8720638212509051602?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8720638212509051602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8720638212509051602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8720638212509051602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8720638212509051602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-emotional-eating.html' title='Fat Camp Emotional Eating'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8623396696248724350</id><published>2009-06-09T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:21:17.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Progress Report</title><content type='html'>I weighed in at 185.2 lbs this week, or no change in weight since last week. My only saving grace is that my &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/scale-sabotage.html"&gt;fancy scale&lt;/a&gt; tells me my body fat% and it is saying that I have had a 3% decrease in body fat from last week. I know sometimes the body doesn't lose pounds, but it decreases in size so I am hoping that is the reason for no change in weight. I'll be sure to take my measurements to help justify the reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my Fat Camp Goals, here is my Progress Report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Active Daily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 / 7 days or 57% completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- Shred Level 2 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt; (3 AP and 1AP)&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;W- Ran 4 miles (8AP)&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;S- Ran 3 miles (5AP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt;- No More Trouble Zones DVD (6 AP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aim for 20+ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt;/Week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;23&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt; this week or 100% completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make Lunch 3X/Week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lunch made 5 times this week, 100% completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Leftovers from dinner&lt;br /&gt;R - Leftovers from dinner&lt;br /&gt;F - Made lunch at home&lt;br /&gt;S - Made lunch at parent's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt; - Homemade lunch from my Aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't splurge when eating out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a poorly defined goal because it is subjective. Let's create a more objective goal and set a points limit for all meals and drinks when dining out 30Points. I know that sounds high but the &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-field-trip.html"&gt;Fat Camp Field Trip&lt;/a&gt; meal was 44 Points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions for Improvement:&lt;br /&gt;Get Active Daily- This goal may seem unattainable right now, so let's decrease it to 5 days this week&lt;br /&gt;Aim for 20+&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt; this week- This goal was easily achieved. Up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt; to 23+&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;APs&lt;/span&gt; this week to continue to push yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Make Lunch 3X/Week- This goal was also easily achieved. Including weekends, make lunch 4X/Week and Breakfast 4X/Week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8623396696248724350?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8623396696248724350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8623396696248724350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8623396696248724350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8623396696248724350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-progress-report.html' title='Fat Camp Progress Report'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5928064753496708413</id><published>2009-06-08T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:57:45.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Weekend Activities</title><content type='html'>The weekend was quite an emotional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rollercoaster&lt;/span&gt;. The highs were: I toke my mom for her and my very first massages in honor of her 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I signed up for my first road race- an 8K to Save the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Barnegat&lt;/span&gt; Bay- a great race and a great cause that I will get to do with my cousins (maid of honor and a bridesmaid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lows were: The priest at my church who was set to marry me and my fiance is leaving to go to another church, but I only found out by reading the church newsletter. I have a meeting all set up with him in a few weeks and he never bothered to say he was leaving.&lt;br /&gt;The kicker, however, was my father leaving before the birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;barbeque&lt;/span&gt; and cake for my mom, turning off his phone, and not returning until 5am. Then, my dad decided it would be a great idea to text me late last night claiming that my mom told him that I hate him- awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise was on schedule with a 3 mile run on Saturday and 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of circuit weight training last night. Eating was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because I went over my weekly/activity points thanks to the cheeseburger for dinner on Saturday and the ice cream birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peeked at the scale this morning and it doesn't seem to have budged. I'll officially weigh in later and provide an update with the Fat Camp Week 1 in review. I really need help identifying my problem areas because I thought this week went well, but the scale seems to think otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5928064753496708413?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5928064753496708413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5928064753496708413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5928064753496708413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5928064753496708413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-weekend-activities.html' title='Fat Camp Weekend Activities'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1976674438696566216</id><published>2009-06-05T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:17:42.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Field Trip</title><content type='html'>I took a field trip last night to PF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Changs&lt;/span&gt;. I'd love to tell you about how I restrained myself, but then I'd be a big liar... instead I'm just big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm being a bit hard on myself. I did earn all the activity points that I traded for the meal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; ,it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; all my activity points this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast- Peanut butter and jelly&lt;br /&gt;Lunch- Chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;teriyaki&lt;/span&gt; and white rice&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- 2 lettuce wraps, 6oz red wine, 2c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt; chicken, 1/2c Beef &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sichuan&lt;/span&gt;, 1/2 banana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wonton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast- 1c Lucky Charms (totally inspired by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bikinibodbyaugust1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bare It All's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eating habits), 1c Honey Bunches Oats, 1 1/2c ff milk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1976674438696566216?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1976674438696566216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1976674438696566216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1976674438696566216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1976674438696566216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-field-trip.html' title='Fat Camp Field Trip'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-560701420313779773</id><published>2009-06-04T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:46:53.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Fat Camp Day 3 &amp; 4</title><content type='html'>Fat Camp Day 3 brought healthy eating choices and the longest run I've ever completed: 4 miles :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the day was marred by an asshole who almost hit me with his car while I was running. I actually jumped out of the way of the car and smacked the hood of his car to get his attention so he wouldn't hit me. I also had a rough night with my fiance which means lots of tears, a late night, and a little make-up nookie ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - Oatmeal, strawberries, coffee&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - Leftover "summer pasta" from dinner&lt;br /&gt;Snack- Watermelon, 3 Hershey's kisses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- Thai chicken wrap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Camp Day 4 is going well so far. Tonight is circuit training with the No More Trouble Zones DVD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - Peanut butter and jelly, coffee&lt;br /&gt;Lunch- I'm off to find something in the cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;Snack- Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- Tonight it date night with my fiance, but a rule of Fat Camp is to not splurge when eating out, this is going to be a challenge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-560701420313779773?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/560701420313779773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=560701420313779773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/560701420313779773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/560701420313779773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/fat-camp-day-3-4.html' title='Fat Camp Day 3 &amp; 4'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6657917329293772591</id><published>2009-06-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:23:48.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><title type='text'>Letter from Fat Camp</title><content type='html'>Dear Grandma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been treating me real well here at Fat Camp.  I get to eat 3 whole meals plus snacks!&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast- 1c honey bunches or oats, coffee&lt;br /&gt;Lunch- Naked tacos- rice, beans, beef, lettuce, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pico&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snack- 1 slice bread, 1tbsp peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- Summer Pasta (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;papardelli&lt;/span&gt; noodles, carrots, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt;, squash, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tomatos&lt;/span&gt; in a white wine sauce with fresh mozzarella cheese)&lt;br /&gt;Dessert- 3 Hershey kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exercise today though, which is a real rule breaker at Fat Camp.  I have a feeling I will be punished tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- I can't wait to get out of Fat Camp and have some of your delicious cookies :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6657917329293772591?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6657917329293772591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6657917329293772591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6657917329293772591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6657917329293772591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-from-fat-camp_02.html' title='Letter from Fat Camp'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2577231205802467249</id><published>2009-06-02T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:51:55.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><title type='text'>Letter from Fat Camp</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom and Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Camp is going well. On the first day, I did the 30 Day Shred Level 2 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt;. My core muscles are so sore that it hurts to breath deeply. I ate the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast- fruit smoothie (1/2c mango, 1 banana, 1/2c low fat yogurt), coffee (skim milk, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Splenda&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Snack- 1 cup fruit salad&lt;br /&gt;Lunch- Subway 6in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roastbeef&lt;/span&gt; with light mayonnaise, baked lays, 8oz iced tea&lt;br /&gt;Snack- 2 Hershey kisses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- 4oz white wine, 5oz &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tilapia&lt;/span&gt;, 1c couscous, 1c cooked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert- Berry cobbler (3/4 c mixed berries, 2 tbsp oats, 1tsp butter, 1/2 tsp sugar, 1/2 tsp brown sugar) with light whipped cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was delicious! Unfortunately, I weighed in at 185.2lbs, which means that I still have to lose 21.2lbs to reach my goal. I also took my measurements, so hopefully there will be a change in them and my weight soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2577231205802467249?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2577231205802467249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2577231205802467249' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2577231205802467249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2577231205802467249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-from-fat-camp.html' title='Letter from Fat Camp'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-918938904971566770</id><published>2009-06-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:09:07.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Camp'/><title type='text'>I'm going to Fat Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SiQh8q7QxSI/AAAAAAAABXo/6HBCNAqD56M/s1600-h/cartman.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342432384166970658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SiQh8q7QxSI/AAAAAAAABXo/6HBCNAqD56M/s320/cartman.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cartman at Fat Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's right, I'm enrolling myself in Fat Camp as of today. I have been dissatisfied with my weight loss these past few months so it's time to cut the bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motivation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I have a cruise coming up June 28th to Bermuda (i.e. bathing suit and skimpy clothes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My 24th birthday is July 1st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My engagement party is July 11th (i.e. short and sleeveless form-fitting dress)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'll continue my weekly Monday weigh-ins&lt;br /&gt;-Track measurements every week&lt;br /&gt;-Track food and exercise all month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercising:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Get active every single day- swim, run, Shred DVD, No More Trouble Zones DVD, Step class, Pilates, Yoga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Aim for 20+ AP's weekly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eating:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Make lunch at least 3 times a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-No no more indulgences when I eat out because frankly, I eat out a few times a week. Although, I will also be cutting down on the eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My blogging buddy Julia has enrolled herself into &lt;a href="http://geminijulia.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-bootcamp.html"&gt;Boot Camp&lt;/a&gt;, a slightly less demoralizing name than Fat Camp. I hope she fares well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-918938904971566770?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/918938904971566770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=918938904971566770' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/918938904971566770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/918938904971566770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-going-to-fat-camp.html' title='I&apos;m going to Fat Camp'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SiQh8q7QxSI/AAAAAAAABXo/6HBCNAqD56M/s72-c/cartman.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-2053514716248886133</id><published>2009-05-31T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:29:37.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C25K'/><title type='text'>Get your kicks!</title><content type='html'>On Route 66.. or at your local specialty running store :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a special trip out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lynbrook&lt;/span&gt; Runner's Stop in Long Island, NY to pick up some new running kicks. I really liked their website because they showed some example of how they fit runners to their shoes, which is exactly what I was looking for. There was an awesome woman at the shop when I walked in. The store is only staffed with runners and on this night, the woman on staff was a marathon runner. She asked me to take off my shoes and socks so she could evaluate my feet. Then I walked back and forth, back and forth so she could determine how I place my feet. It was an enlightening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that I place my left foot neutral and my right foot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supinates&lt;/span&gt; a bit. She had me try on a few pairs based on my needs and I ended up with these from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mizuno&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SiNKaEUb_JI/AAAAAAAABXg/7BWEwy3vXk8/s1600-h/waverider12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195394688056466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SiNKaEUb_JI/AAAAAAAABXg/7BWEwy3vXk8/s320/waverider12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part of the experience had to be with the woman told me that I had very strong legs. Get that! An experienced marathon runner telling &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;I had strong legs- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. I was proud, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke it my new shoes with a great run on Friday. I have officially begun the last week (week #9) of the C25K. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-2053514716248886133?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/2053514716248886133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=2053514716248886133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2053514716248886133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/2053514716248886133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-your-kicks.html' title='Get your kicks!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/SiNKaEUb_JI/AAAAAAAABXg/7BWEwy3vXk8/s72-c/waverider12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1767615683694578154</id><published>2009-05-28T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:59:39.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Sometimes You Just Want a Doughnut</title><content type='html'>So you have one.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sh6YnEXGjeI/AAAAAAAABSI/D-rqWxYuUVc/s1600-h/donuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340874005060947426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sh6YnEXGjeI/AAAAAAAABSI/D-rqWxYuUVc/s320/donuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really REALLY didn't want to go to work today. I wanted to lay in bed all day and wallow in my pissy mood. Instead, I got ready really slowly and made a stop at Dunkin Donuts before getting to work. I called my boss and he requested donuts, so I picked up a dozen and some munchkins. I got myself a flatbread egg sandwich, but those doughnuts were calling my name. So, I had one as I sat down to my computer at work. Then, I typed in my password, which reminds me of my weight loss goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doughnut still tasted just as good, and feelings of sadness and regret didn't wash over me. I just enjoyed my doughtnut, like a regular person (ya know, the kind that can control portion sizes and not have guilt after calorie splurging once in awhile). It's rather nice to feel like a regular doughtnut-eating person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's important for my mental progress to document these feelings. I think it's important to sometimes just have a doughnut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1767615683694578154?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1767615683694578154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1767615683694578154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1767615683694578154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1767615683694578154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-you-just-want-doughnut.html' title='Sometimes You Just Want a Doughnut'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sh6YnEXGjeI/AAAAAAAABSI/D-rqWxYuUVc/s72-c/donuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5246232585887214642</id><published>2009-05-27T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:55:10.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Weigh In Update</title><content type='html'>The readers were right!  I must be retaining tons of water because I weighed myself when I got home from work yesterday.  It had me down 2lbs from the morning to 183.4lbs..  It must have been all the non-stop water drinking at work.  I was also a good girl, and I did the 30 Day Shred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to keep up the water consumption and exercise today :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5246232585887214642?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5246232585887214642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5246232585887214642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5246232585887214642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5246232585887214642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/weigh-in-update.html' title='Weigh In Update'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8759645203137940616</id><published>2009-05-26T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:54:36.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gain'/><title type='text'>Blame it on the Alcohol</title><content type='html'>I wish I could just blame my weight gain this week on the alcohol. I weighed in this morning at 185.4 (+4.4 lbs). Yikes! I didn't even gain that much during Christmas time (which was more of a food challenge than this weekend). The sad thing is, that I don't think my eating was all that crazy. My boozing was definitely a lot more than usual, but the food was no worse than some of my recent weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really going to dwell on this gain, because I feel so confident that the weight will be gone by next weigh in. I am a little annoyed with myself for "wasting" a week, in terms of weight loss, but I've got this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8759645203137940616?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8759645203137940616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8759645203137940616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8759645203137940616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8759645203137940616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/blame-on-alcohol.html' title='Blame it on the Alcohol'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3845408572848769266</id><published>2009-05-21T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:59:13.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>Fear can take over</title><content type='html'>I had dinner with my long time friend, Maggie this week.  It was quite an emotional experience for me.  Maggie and I have always had the most honest relationship, so it was only natural that I felt comfortable opening up to her about my recent fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so scared to reach my weight goal.  I have continually set it higher than I actually want to weigh so that I can keep "creating" a new goal.  I have also binged on food as a form of self sabotage. In this never-ending cycle, I avoid attaining my goal.  I used to convince myself that losing weight will solve all my problems, but surely it won't.  Now that I realize this, I am so scared to reach goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3845408572848769266?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3845408572848769266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3845408572848769266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3845408572848769266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3845408572848769266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/fear-can-take-over.html' title='Fear can take over'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8823948253554263833</id><published>2009-05-18T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:15:00.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engaged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Weigh In and Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>Boo-ya! I had an awesome loss this week: -2.6lbs! This puts me at 181lbs. I'm seriously excited considering the &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/panera-sneak-attack.html"&gt;Panera debacle&lt;/a&gt; and the number of times I ate outside my home last week. I ate out for every single meal this weekend (but not all by choice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really difficult for me to teach myself that eating out is not an opportunity to eat whatever I want. Growing up, my family rarely went out to eat (usually just for a birthday or to celebrate a graduation) thanks to my mom's delicious and consistent cooking. So, going out to eat was always a free for all with my family. I am not lying to you when I say that one time at Outback Steakhouse blood was shed over the Aussie Cheese Fries. This wild event all ended with my father bleeding and my brother proclaiming to my father, "It's not my fault that you have paper-thin skin, old man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I eat out last week? 10 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California Pizza Kitchen- pizza and red wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest Stop Convenience store- cereal, apple, coffee, and a special k bar Cracker Barrel- two eggs, turkey sausage, 1/2 order hashbrowns, 1/2 order fried apples, 1/2 piece of corn bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony David's (Italian) in Hoboken, NJ - eggs benedict with hollandaise on the side&lt;br /&gt;Filipino food at a friend's home- puncit, roast chicken, lupia&lt;br /&gt;Ralph's Italian Ice- small spumoni&lt;br /&gt;Wild Ginger (Japanese) in Hoboken, NJ- sezchuan chicken and shrimp with white rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagel and coffee from a deli&lt;br /&gt;Margherita's (Italian) in Hoboken, NJ- rigatoni with meat sauce, 1/2 caesar salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, my weekend of eating out ended at Margherita's, which is also the location of my and my fiance's first date. We decided to hit it up after our engagement session photo shoot, which was amazing! Check out the pictures and my weight loss progress here: &lt;a href="http://bkdog.com/photocart/index.php?do=photocart&amp;amp;viewGallery=1202"&gt;Our Engagement Session &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sh10jFvNddI/AAAAAAAABSA/ovfbQQDkWbA/s1600-h/4284_81177433639_22479598639_1776846_7701321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552879315711442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sh10jFvNddI/AAAAAAAABSA/ovfbQQDkWbA/s320/4284_81177433639_22479598639_1776846_7701321_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a special thanks to Emily at Black Dog Photography for her amazing work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8823948253554263833?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8823948253554263833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8823948253554263833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8823948253554263833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8823948253554263833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/losing-weight-and-gaining-some-freedom.html' title='Weigh In and Weekend Update'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/Sh10jFvNddI/AAAAAAAABSA/ovfbQQDkWbA/s72-c/4284_81177433639_22479598639_1776846_7701321_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-6336717365032412431</id><published>2009-05-14T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:18:24.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Panera Sneak Attack</title><content type='html'>Whoops! A big F-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy eating at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Panera&lt;/span&gt; from time to time, but I am well aware that the food is not always the most calorie friendly. I've become best buds with their online nutrition menu to try to combat this fact. I always know which soup to get (Chicken Noodle, Garden Vegetable) and which to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;steer&lt;/span&gt; clear of (Baked Potato, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Broccoli&lt;/span&gt; Cheddar). I even know which drinks are a yummy treat and a calorie bargain (The iced green tea- yum!), but I had no idea what I was doing on Tuesday night when I haphazardly ordered the frozen mocha drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foolishly asked if I could have it made with skim milk to which the P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barista&lt;/span&gt; replied, "It comes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-mixed". I should have known right then and there the mistake I was making. I sucked down the frozen mocha drink as I was exhausted after running, having a small dinner, and going shopping for 3 hours. Well, I was catching up with tracking the food I've consumed in the past two days and I nearly started hyper-ventilating when I saw the nutrition of the drink. In weight watchers terms, it was 15 points. 15 POINTS! That is two meals for me. I haven't made a mistake like this in a long time, at least not on a single food item (or to make matters worse a drink, in this case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-6336717365032412431?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/6336717365032412431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=6336717365032412431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6336717365032412431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/6336717365032412431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/panera-sneak-attack.html' title='Panera Sneak Attack'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5324969698706608875</id><published>2009-05-13T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:51:23.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Weigh In</title><content type='html'>I weighed in last night because I forgot to do it on Monday.  I tipped the scales at 183.6 (-1.4lbs).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;, a legit loss after all these small losses and gain!  If I can keep this up this week, then I should be out of the dreaded 180's soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy losing everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5324969698706608875?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5324969698706608875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5324969698706608875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5324969698706608875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5324969698706608875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/weigh-in_13.html' title='Weigh In'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3191574702630186876</id><published>2009-05-11T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:02:15.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>Mind, Body &amp; Soul?</title><content type='html'>My Mind is fed up with the 180's.  She feels like Body will never dip below 184lbs.  It is becoming very apparent that Body likes it here and finds it easy to maintain.   Mind, however, is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it at 185lbs, Body, so get over it!  Sure, you're looking pretty good, but we can do better.  I'm thinking a size 8 sounds perfect, what do you say?  Do you think we can get it together and push through the 180lbs mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul doesn't really care about anything.  She just wants to throw away the cell phone and laptop, sail around the world, and live off the sea.  But everybody knows that Soul is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hippy&lt;/span&gt;-freak, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; trusts hippies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how does Mind plan to whip Body into shape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Mind made Body do the following:&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- 1 hour step class&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- 45 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- 2.5 mile run, 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- 2.5 mile run&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Mind is thinking this should be the plan:&lt;br /&gt;Monday- 2.5 mile run, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Rest&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- 2.5 mile run, 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Friday- 2.75 mile run, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- 30 Day Shred&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- 2.75 mile run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this week Mind, Body &amp;amp; Soul can get on the same page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3191574702630186876?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3191574702630186876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3191574702630186876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3191574702630186876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3191574702630186876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/mind-body-soul.html' title='Mind, Body &amp; Soul?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-1885386304556306592</id><published>2009-05-07T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:30:32.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons Learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>Progress Report</title><content type='html'>Firstly, thanks to my readers for their support and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update on my progress this week since my binging weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exercise has continued to be stellar.  I ran 2.5 miles yesterday after work, then I made dinner with my fiances, ate, and then I did the 30 Day Shred DVD with my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; partner Nikki, my fiance's cousin's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also happy to report that with a little extra effort, I have been able to improve my eating this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepared some egg white sandwiches: 3 egg whites, 1 slice Kraft Free Cheddar, 1 Thomas' light mini bagel (~215 calories each), wrapped them up and threw them in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; for the week.   They are extremely filling, quick to make, and reheat in the microwave in 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been bringing my lunch more often, which allows me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-portion how much I am going to eat for lunch, while I am not hungry.  This significantly cuts down on the portions I would eat when I buy lunch at the cafeteria at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bringing&lt;/span&gt; food to work is not a novel concept for me, but I have certainly allowed myself to get more lazy lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-1885386304556306592?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/1885386304556306592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=1885386304556306592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1885386304556306592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/1885386304556306592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/progress-report.html' title='Progress Report'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-5774077501539132134</id><published>2009-05-05T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:36:49.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons Learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over-eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure'/><title type='text'>Weigh In</title><content type='html'>Scale says -0.2lbs and I know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sneaked a peak on Friday to see how the week was progressing and it had me at -1.2lbs.  Rather than take this loss as inspiration, I decided to eat the calories back that I had burned.  What did I consume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Over 1600 extra calories consumed&lt;br /&gt;Nothing says "Congratulations On Your First Communion" to my fiance's second cousin like getting tipsy and eating bar food at her party!&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup calamari (300 calories)&lt;br /&gt;3 baked clams (250 calories)&lt;br /&gt;2 glasses of wine (200 calories)&lt;br /&gt;2 pints of beer (340 calories).   &lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, my fiance and I went out for a cruise and stopped for a late night snack at Wendy's:&lt;br /&gt;Jr. Cheeseburger (300 calories)&lt;br /&gt;Value Fries (210 calories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Over 1130 extra calories consumed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Applebee's&lt;/span&gt; Oriental Chicken Wrap (700 calories)&lt;br /&gt;French fries (430 calories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I would have posted a gain after this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shmorgesborg&lt;/span&gt;, but I exercised lots this weekend.  This was surely my only saving grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-5774077501539132134?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/5774077501539132134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=5774077501539132134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5774077501539132134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/5774077501539132134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh In'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4082225376686147514</id><published>2009-05-04T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:22:12.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Step Aerobics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Sweating with the Oldies</title><content type='html'>I went to a step aerobics/kickboxing class Sunday morning with a friend that works at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lucille&lt;/span&gt; Roberts (a women's only gym, in case you didn't know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class instructor was a perky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;thing at about 5'2", 105lbs.  The class was 95% women 40-50 who have been doing aerobics since before I was born.  Ya know, those 1980's aerobics queens with the sweatbands and two-piece &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;midriff&lt;/span&gt; baring outfits.  The other 5% of class was a smattering of girls in their 20's, 30's and a few little old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bitties&lt;/span&gt; collecting social &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;security&lt;/span&gt; (but, they sure kept up with the workout!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class instructor warmed up the class with a "joke" about how she left her three kids at home with her husband and one of them has a dirty diaper.  The moms all laughed in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class itself was pretty challenging- not because of the moves, but because of the pace of the class.  The instructor kept speeding up the music to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;torturous&lt;/span&gt; pace.  Regardless, I was able to complete the class, but it sure gave me a good workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jest a little, but I'll definitely be going again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4082225376686147514?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4082225376686147514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4082225376686147514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4082225376686147514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4082225376686147514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweating-with-oldies.html' title='Sweating with the Oldies'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-9173006696333930975</id><published>2009-05-01T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:18:35.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Reasons to avoid running BUSTED</title><content type='html'>Wow- I ran 25 minutes on Wednesday (~2.25 miles).  This is a big deal for someone who is a self-proclaimed "non-runner".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made many excuses for myself as to why I was incapable of running and my new self just thinks the old excuses are laughable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My chest is too big!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way that your chest is so large that it physically prevents you from running!  I know you are top heavy, but surely there are women with much larger chests that suck it up and go running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It doesn't come naturally to me" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running?  Not come naturally?  Your body was MADE for running.  Your ancestors have been doing it since the beginning of time!  Have you somehow evolved to lack the ability to run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Running is bad for my knees"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can something so pure as running be bad for your knees?  Running makes your legs stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm not an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;athlete&lt;/span&gt;, why else would I need to run?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;, how about to avoid danger- that should be reason enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope someone out there reads this and realizes that the only thing holding them back from running (or insert whatever unattainable activity here) are the self-created excuses.  Let's kick those excuses aside and let the progress begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-9173006696333930975?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/9173006696333930975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=9173006696333930975' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9173006696333930975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/9173006696333930975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons-to-avoid-running-busted.html' title='Reasons to avoid running BUSTED'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-4967338108770207739</id><published>2009-04-29T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:48:16.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ashley's To Do List for Week of 04/19/09:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hurt my knee running: Check!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get in major fight with future in-laws about wedding: Check!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gain a few pounds: Check!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ashley's To Do List for Week of 04/27/09:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Run 3X's/week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Track what I eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Re-introduce strength training at least 2X's/week (Aim for 3X's)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay on in-laws good sides&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something fun for the wedding to remind myself that this is &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-4967338108770207739?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/4967338108770207739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=4967338108770207739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4967338108770207739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/4967338108770207739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/check.html' title='Check!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-3287205599259706981</id><published>2009-04-20T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:27:27.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Scale Sabotage!</title><content type='html'>Awhile back I blogged about &lt;a href="http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/03/birds-of-feather.html"&gt;living with the future in-laws&lt;/a&gt;. Well, last week they were home on vacation (how fun!). Mostly they worked around the house and went on short outings to NYC, the beach, etc. My future mother-in-law, however, found the time to break my scale. I was at work when this went down so I didn't know the extent of the damages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not just any scale though. This was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tanita&lt;/span&gt; Body Fat/Body Water Scale that made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suggests&lt;/span&gt; on caloric intake based on your body &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;composition&lt;/span&gt; and stores your previous measurements for comparison. It is one sexy scale. Needless to say it cost my a pretty penny, but I'm worth it. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt; to think that the scale I have been using for the past 3 years was broken. The idea of starting all over with a new scale freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, she offered to replace the scale, but I knew once she found out how much it cost, the judgement would begin- &lt;em&gt;You spent WHAT on a scale?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, I got home to find my scale safe! Cracked on the plastic covering the digital display, but SAFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; that I will be reporting to you from said scale after tonight's weigh in. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-3287205599259706981?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/3287205599259706981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=3287205599259706981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3287205599259706981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/3287205599259706981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/scale-sabotage.html' title='Scale Sabotage!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8847851455749592463</id><published>2009-04-13T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:52:05.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><title type='text'>Weigh In Update</title><content type='html'>So, I weighed myself after work today, which is my usual time for weighing.  It said 184 (-2.6lbs)!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yeeeehaw&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going with this weigh in number so that I keep pushing myself hard this week.  I've been known to go with the higher weight and slack off because I already have a "loss" for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's right, I've been a little cheater before by spreading out my weight loss.  Hope you all love me anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8847851455749592463?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8847851455749592463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8847851455749592463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8847851455749592463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8847851455749592463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/weigh-in-update.html' title='Weigh In Update'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-8042625724717444610</id><published>2009-04-13T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:00:25.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C25K'/><title type='text'>Weigh In</title><content type='html'>Scale says I'm down a pound this week after last week's gain.  Yesterday morning it had me down 2 lbs, but I guess with the extra Easter calories I waived goodbye to 2lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving on to Week 5 of the C25K, each week brings anticipation for the new running schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Can I do it?&lt;br /&gt;Will I wimp out?&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm going to run continuously for that long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise has definitely kept my enagaged lately, but I wish my eating would pick up the slack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-8042625724717444610?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/8042625724717444610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=8042625724717444610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8042625724717444610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/8042625724717444610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh In'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7904478743439254936.post-7606576198620439022</id><published>2009-04-09T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:45:18.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over-eat'/><title type='text'>I'm Angry</title><content type='html'>I'm really angry.  The anger is building up, boiling over, and spilling into all aspects of my life.  I don't think that the causes of my anger is the significant aspect, so I won't go there (especially because the reasons I am angry has become quite a list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult for me to be angry.  I am not angry person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get upset- a lot&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed- all day long&lt;br /&gt;But angry- rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's mostly because I don't know how to direct angry energy.  I'm great at directing nervous or worrisome energy- I clean and clean and clean.  But what do I do with this angry energy?  Exercise can't even rid me of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a handle on my over-eating from the past week, but I am still eating too much.  I think I'm starting to see a correlation between the amount of my anger and the amount of my eating.  Now that I see this pattern, what do I do about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7904478743439254936-7606576198620439022?l=oneblondeambition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/feeds/7606576198620439022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7904478743439254936&amp;postID=7606576198620439022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7606576198620439022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7904478743439254936/posts/default/7606576198620439022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneblondeambition.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-angry.html' title='I&apos;m Angry'/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXaEqABnQhY/S_MxHgEhEAI/AAAAAAAAFGY/FiAvWS9h5HA/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
