Well that’s a first…

Just got home from the gym. On a Sunday afternoon. Haven’t done that in…well…ever. It was busy when I first got there (~1:30ish), but there were only 4 people on the cardio machines when I left at 2:15. So, now we know that Sundays are a good day to hit the treadmill.

The only downfall of running on a Sunday was that the ONLY thing on TV was sports. Oh, and Fox News. Thank goodness for WGN, though. I watched Tuck Everlasting while running today. I’ve never seen it, nor have I read the book. How did my pre-adolescent self miss that book? I read all the time when I was younger, and probably would have loved that one. Oh well. Add it to the reading list. Something to recommend to my middle schoolers. *EDIT: Just finished the movie. Why can no one write a book with a happy ending? WTF? Kids can’t handle this kind of emotional turmoil. Bridge to Terabithia? I cried EVERY time I read that book. BAH! 

Anywho… It was an expensive weekend in our house. My car went in for an oil change and new brakes, and then Paul bought a new car. Yeah. That was unexpected. We’d talked for a while about trading his car in, but it happened rather suddenly yesterday. He got an incredibly good deal on the new car (as well as an insane amount of money for his old car), and couldn’t quite turn it down. I don’t blame him. I’m just happy because the new car has butt warmers. Heck yes.

Off to clean up and do domestic kinds of things that I’ve been putting off all weekend. Hooray for institute day tomorrow–off to learn about stuttering interventions. I’m a little too excited about it.

Insert Emo Title Here

Well, friends, I am feeling the winter blahs for sure. I am annoyed for no reason, and am exceptionally short-tempered. I can’t tell you how many stupid fights I’ve picked (or have wanted to pick) with Paul this weekend. All I want is for it to be gloomy and cloudy and crappy out so that the weather matches my mood. There is nothing worse than a bright sunny day when it is too friggin’ cold/snowy/icy outside to enjoy the sun. If the weather is going to be too cold to go out in, then it needs to have the decency to be cloudy and unwelcoming as well. I want to do nothing. I want to sit inside all day eating chocolate. But I don’t have any because Paul wouldn’t let me buy any at the grocery store. Knew I should’ve gone without him. I can’t even summon the energy to go burn off this bad mood at the gym. If you need me, I’ll probably be in my room listening to Dashboard Confessional and writing about my feelings on my blog.

Oh. Wait.

Just what I needed

This post requires some back story:

I have one particular student, A, who likes to call me by my maiden name. I have known this student for 3 years, and of those 3 years, he has known me by my maiden name for only 2 months. But it’s fine. We have fun with it. In fact, earlier in the year, I joked that I knew he wasn’t feeling well because he used my married name when asking to go to the nurse.

Anyway, one other student, B, (who doesn’t speak much, and who doesn’t always have much functional language) has started emulating him, and calls me Miss [Maiden Name]. Love it. He doesn’t say much to me otherwise, so I love that he jokes with me in this way.

So, last Thursday, while working with B, I noticed that he was quieter than usual. I asked him a couple of times if he was tired. “No.” I asked if the activity was too hard and he was upset. “No.” Hmm. Okay. About 20 minutes after I left him, I saw him walking up to the office with a teacher, and he was out sick the next day. Aha! So I started thinking that I needed to make sure he knew he could ask me to go to the nurse, etc., when he needed to.

Today, I saw him and said, “Hey, B, did you go home sick last Thursday after speech?”

B: “Yes.”

Me: “B! You know you could have said something to me! You could have said, ‘Mrs. [Married Name], I don’t feel well. Can I go to the nurse?’”

B: (with mischievous grin) “No I couldn’t. You’re Miss [Maiden Name]!”

I love this kid so much it’s ridiculous.

Hope someone brought a smile to your face today, too.

Proof…

…that I’m not a Resolutioner:

I skipped the gym today in favor of a trip to Old Navy. Can’t beat a $10 dress. Also, my quads and hips hurt so much today that I spent most of my time at work hobbling through the hallways. How old am I?

I’m Not a Resolutioner, I Swear!

So, I joined a new gym yesterday. The park district was just too expensive, and the facility was too far out of the way to be worthwhile, so I joined a cheaper, more convenient gym. I wanted to join ages ago, but didn’t because we had to wait until now to cancel our membership with the park district. Plus, I really wanted to take advantage of the New Year’s Resolution pricing. Heck yes, no sign up fees!

I went for the first time after work today, and it didn’t get terribly busy until I was close to being done, so that gives me hope for not having to wait for treadmills. Speaking of the treadmills, they all have their own TVs! Yessss! High tech. The park district gym was so rinky-dink. They only had 5 treadmills to begin with, and they were all different. Haha.

Tonight, I backtracked a bit to the C25k program, just to ease back into things. I did a slow workout: 5 minute warm up, 3x (1/2 mile run, 1/4 mile walk), 5 minute cool down. It felt good to be moving again, and the workout wasn’t as difficult as I had anticipated. So, maybe I didn’t lose as much as I thought during my month-and-a-half-long hiatus from physical activity. Unless you count lifting food to my mouth as physical activity. No? Rats.