I’m AshPash. I’m a cancer and love long walks on the beach.

I am 5′6″, and not that long ago, I used to weigh 120.

As of today, I weigh 144.

I wanted to start this blog to be more accountable for my eating and exercise habits and to be a support for Jenn, my partner in crime, as well as anyone else who stops by to give us a read. We’ll be posting here as often as we see fit to share our ideas and adventures.

This week, I have been doing pretty well so far. Last night, my colleague and I went to Funky Fit…a hip-hop choreographed dance aerobics class for an hour and I ate pretty well. I had two bags of popcorn, a salad with mahi mahi on top (with fat free Italian dressing), a hard-boiled egg and two pieces of toast. I had 2 Coke Zeros, and a cup of coffee as well. I also think I slipped in a few Butter Butter cookies around 10 am….but those were long gone before I went to bed last night. I also probably drank about 4-5 bottles of water, which at 24 oz, that made about 12-15 glasses.

This morning, I have had two pieces of toast with a little jelly, a cup of coffee and a bottle of water (3 glasses).

Thus far I am pretty proud of myself for sticking to my diet the last few days. I just came off a raging Aunt Flo visit and had gotten well off the beaten path. In case you haven’t visited my other blog, Audacity of Trust, my goal is to look a little bit more like Jessica Biel and a little less like…a heifer traipsing around in a field somewhere. I know I’m not “fat” persay, but there isn’t anyone out there who doesn’t want to tone up a little and be in better shape. Am I right or am I right? I’m effing right, so shut your piehole (or in my case, for the forseeable future, salad hole).  I’d like to get down to 130.  I know highschool weight is a little much to ask.  If I can get to 130, I’ll think about another 5.

Welcome to the fold, pets. Here we go.