So Lauren had an amazing first day of 5th grade. She really likes her teacher, thinks that her class will be okay, and is excited about the things that they will be learning. It's such a weight off of my shoulders to get her past the hurdle of apprehension that she's been struggling with. It's one thing to intellectually know that she'll bounce right back and lose the apprehension once she's experienced it a bit. But in the midst of her worrying, it has a tendency to make me worry as well. Today was very reassuring. :)
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Ruminations
Okay, if I do say so myself, I have been a running rock star lately, getting in around 3 miles most days. I set a new personal record for myself tonight, running a mile in 11:18. Which I know is not earth-shattering, but feels like a big deal to me. And I ran the whole darn thing, which is also a big deal to me, since I'm working hard to move from interval running to include some longer distance running.
Tomorrow is the first day of school. Even though the kids will be walking through the doors in 7 1/2 hours, it still doesn't quite feel real to me.
Lauren is having a really hard time with it this year - lots of tears and mulling it over. She's struggling with the concept of being older than my students for the first time. For some reason, being a 5th grader seems very significant to her, and makes her think about moving on to middle school, which makes her think about high school, which makes her think about college and moving away and turning into a grown-up. Which makes her cry. At bedtime. And sometimes other times as well. My poor cognizant, internalizing analyzer.
Tomorrow is the first day of school. Even though the kids will be walking through the doors in 7 1/2 hours, it still doesn't quite feel real to me.
Lauren is having a really hard time with it this year - lots of tears and mulling it over. She's struggling with the concept of being older than my students for the first time. For some reason, being a 5th grader seems very significant to her, and makes her think about moving on to middle school, which makes her think about high school, which makes her think about college and moving away and turning into a grown-up. Which makes her cry. At bedtime. And sometimes other times as well. My poor cognizant, internalizing analyzer.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Running, part 2
Okay, so I sucked it up and ran last night - got my 3.4 miles in! On Mom's treadmill, since it was 98 degrees when we walked home from her house at 10:30 last night. I guess late-night indoor running might be the plan for a while...
Monday, August 1, 2011
Running
Saturday night, I ran 3.5 miles on Mom's treadmill, testing out my new running shoes inside, so that I didn't mark up the soles in case I wanted to return them.
On Sunday (yesterday) morning, I got up and ran 3 miles at the track, as well as doing 2 sets of the bleacher steps.
This morning, I got up and it was already 85 degrees. It is just too darn hot to go outside and run right now. The forecast is for 109 today and 111 tomorrow.
Not doing much for my "I'm going to run 3 miles every day this week" plan.
This summer's temperatures are rapidly diminishing any affection I hold for Kansas.
On Sunday (yesterday) morning, I got up and ran 3 miles at the track, as well as doing 2 sets of the bleacher steps.
This morning, I got up and it was already 85 degrees. It is just too darn hot to go outside and run right now. The forecast is for 109 today and 111 tomorrow.
Not doing much for my "I'm going to run 3 miles every day this week" plan.
This summer's temperatures are rapidly diminishing any affection I hold for Kansas.
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