Less Lisa

I’m sure you all who read me often enough, know I’m not a morning person, therefore know and completely understand that I did NOT get up at 4:30 a.m. to do my workout.  Do good intentions count towards any calories burned???  Didn’t think so.

However, I was up at 4:30 a.m.  Clint’s work called him at 4:20 a.m. to have him come in early.  Think I should have taken that as a sign?  If it wasn’t a wooden sign that literally smacked me upside the head, I can guarantee I wouln’t have taken it.  I seriously don’t even remember the thought of ‘hmmm…I’m awake, maybe I’ll get up and get on Lippy’…don’t even think that thought existed at that time.  So I slept until 6:00 a.m.

Tonight is ‘family night’.  Typically, rent a movie and order pizza (’white’ thin crust with tomatoes and mushrooms for me).  But tonight we are heading out to the movies.  ‘Flicka’ opens today and that’s going to be our movie for the night.  I have no trouble avoiding the popcorn and snacks at the theater…not sure why that is, but it is.  So I’ll have me my diet coke and be happy. 

Afterwards, I will have to find something to fill my calories for the day, then it’s back to the Lipster for another workout. 

Wanna know the secret to my getting 30 minutes in?  I broke it up in short-break intervals.  I had DVR’d The Biggest Loser from the night before, and I started the show.  I didn’t look at my readout at ALL during the show.  I ran until the first commercial break.  I stepped off of Lippy and stood at the wall and did 20 side leg lifts on each side, fast forwarded through the rest of the commercial break and when the show started I got back on Lippy and ran till the next break…I did that throughout the entire show except for the very last segment.  It gave my feet a break so there was no numbness.  Pretty cool.

Today though, couple blisters on the sides of my one foot is the worst of the pain.

Also, wanted to update on Clint.  We FINALLY got his blood results back this morning and he tested positive for Crohn’s Disease.  When all of the cards were stacked against us, this is what we were hoping for over cancer.  Now that cancer had been ruled out, we were hoping for a clear diagnosis.  I thought I would be ok with the diagnosis if it did come back Crohn’s, but I’m not.  I think once it settles I will be, but right now the ‘mom’ in me wants to search and search the net.  He took it pretty good.  He’s more concerned with having to have a colostomy bag at any point.