Starbucks and Weight Loss

Let me start this off by saying, J'adore caffeine, especially caffeine that is in coffee. Starbucks is not my favorite coffee, in fact it might be my least favorite, however its the only local coffee house I can find these days! So, like every other lost puppy searching for a Diedrich's or Coffee Bean, I inevitably end up at Starbucks.

Dieting is terrible when you want the items you cant have (Isn't that what Dieting is?). Before walking into Starbucks, I was frantically searching on my phone to find out if any other brilliant dieting person has placed information about caloric intake on Java Chip Frap's or White Chocolate Mocha's. Head buried into my phone, I walked through the doors of Starbucks, looked up for a minute at the menu...and there it was right in my face...the WHOLE menu had every drink posted with all nutrition information on there. THATS AWESOME! I don't know if they have always had this information up or not. My guess is its been there forever and I'm too much of a creature of habit to even look at that dang menu. Anyway, I got a boring old late to fulfill the caffeine love. Thank you Starbucks. Even though your drip coffee tastes burnt, and your foam on your cappuccino's look more like spit, you still got some bonus points for adding the nutritional info. You rock.



Caffeinated Kisses to All :)

Miss Ashley

The 5 AM EXTREME shift

Eyes groggy and head still fuzzy, I popped out of bed and adjusted my eyes to view the time on my illuminated phone. 5:02 AM. I sat there, wondering if I should even attempt day 2 of this challenge. 5:03 came and I thought to myself, I better get up and handle this challenge. Don't forget that I made a BIG stink at work telling everyone that I would be the challenge winner. I can’t fail now, I haven't even begun! At 5:04, I used the light of my phone to guide me to the bathroom to pull my hair up and then somehow managed to push myself to the DVD player and hit play. I started to do the "warm up" (yeah right, more like melt down) and realized I didn’t have my shoes on yet! See what happens when you zombie walk? I attempted to do this morning's workout. Half way into it I did realize that I was starting to feel more pumped, and more alive! Granted I could not do everything that these maniacs were doing, but I still felt pretty good! At one point when I wanted to give up, I looked at Mr. X's side kick to his right. He only had one leg (jeez, way to bring on the guilt trip) and I DID think to myself, if this guy can do it, so can I! (Great marketing P90X!) I did feel bad for the missing leg man though when Mr. X came up and yelled at him to keep his fake leg straight. Poor guy, I’m not sure he has much control of that, does he? If I were him I would have taken off the leg and beat him with it.

Anyway...2 days down, 87 more to go.

I would sign off with hugs and kisses, but I can’t pick up my arms and kissing strangers is foul.

<3- Miss Ashley

DAY 1: BIGGEST LOSER CHALLENGE...Continued....

The first official night began today...and I have decided that this guy is nuts.Ten minutes into doing chest and back, he is yelling at me and almost mocking me. This egotistical maniac is definitely not one of my friends. Starting off with Chest and Back, the work out freak wanted me to do standard push-ups. Either I'm a wimp, or the people on this DVD are insane. The Work out Freak (I'm not sure of his name so let’s just call him Mr. X), asked the others doing this work out video with him what their goals were for the 30 second push up exercise. Rambo in the back yells "25”! The mini female version of Arnold from Austria yells “21". In the most extreme testosterone voice he can find, he then asks me through the TV what my goal was. (When reading this and trying to imagine his voice, please think of the guy that used to do the Slim Jim commercials...ya know, “SNAP INTO A SLIM JIM". Very similar.)My goal was simply...one. Pathetic, huh? You would think so...only I can’t even do one! My chest gets near the bottom and I can’t figure out how my spaghetti arms are supposed to lift my back and ass up! So, I did the girly kind, you know, where you have to bend your knees. Its either that or I sit around doing nothing. The entire video I found myself cursing at Mr.X. I'm not sure if I was using the cursing tactic to push myself through the video or if I was really just upset with myself that I am so out of shape! For every goal I said in my head, he would say "I can do better than you!” And then as we took a five second break for water, he said "Hope you’re not getting McDonalds, or a coke, or fatty foods". Why did he feel the need to remind me of my loves??! If he would have said the word oreo I would have shut off the DVD player. Oh and the best part is his cute little sayings. Every minute he yells at you to "BRING IT!". And then he likes to tell you what the letter X stands for in P90X!...you have one guess. ITS EXTREME!(Please do a motion with your hands to symbolize the X as Slim Jim MR.X would.) This guy either really has it out for me or is trying to push me by making me feel like shit. I think it might be working. Anyway, with my slim fast shake (gross because it’s lukewarm) and my heating pad I’m off to bed. I did take some before pictures, sans my face. I don’t want to be on "To catch a predator”. While viewing the pictures, try not to judge me. Took a lot of gut to post this!!See! Just look at the real picture of me below with a better bathing suit on!...oh wait...thats Giselle. Easy mix up!

Until next time...
Miss Ashley

DAY 1: BIGGEST LOSER CHALLENGE

Some co-workers of mine and I have started to realize that our office is seemingly heavier. Not only is the work load heavy, the stress is heavy, the clutter is heavy... and so is our weight! We have been juggling with the idea of a weight loss competition with a pot of gold for the winner, as money usually is a good tool to use to encourage people to lose weight (well it does for me anyway). The idea took flight and we started our very own Company Wide Biggest Loser competition...with today, January 10, 2011 marking the first day. I received an email stating to donate funds into a paypal account to join in the pot of gold winnings. What was this, a Nigerian Scam? Why am I donating money from my paypal to KayB (names have been altered for privacy obviously). All I can say is that I really hope she doesn't quit prior to April 10th, otherwise she gets to walk out with $300.00 of MY winnings! For about 2 weeks now I have been telling everyone here that I WILL WIN. If you know me, you know I'm a lot of talk. I don't know the first thing about losing body fat percentage, eating correctly, nothing. In years prior to my current old age, I relied solely on cigarettes, caffeine and stress as my weight loss regime. It’s always worked. In a week I could lose 7-10 pounds. Apparently getting old has ZERO advantages. Not only will your breasts inevitably sail south, your face will soon resemble a raisin regardless of million dollar anti aging serums, and apparently fat loves to accumulate on your thunder thighs and NEVER leave, regardless of smokes or coffee intake. This being said, I better start using my incredibly awesome googling skills and get to work reading about how to lose this weight. I’m thinking I might win by default, solely because I will be the only one that sticks with it for 3 months. I start the P90X work out tonight, and I’m hoping I end up as a female version of the hulk (which I guess could be Chyna Doll). Stay tuned for results, as I plan to post them here. I also plan to do daily updates of the struggles, and hopefully accomplished hurdles, in the next three months. Perhaps this may motivate all of you out there ( who are sitting on their computers, watching hulu episodes of Jersey Shore while eating crap food) to get up off your butt and lose some weight...perhaps maybe not only in pounds, but in life as well.

Until tomorrow, Happy Blogging Fatties (Just kidding. again, I'm all talk.)


Rabbit kisses,

Miss Ashley