Thursday, August 05, 2010
The First Day of School
Another school year means seeing if she can be even nicer to people this year. Maybe make it for a triple crown this year for the Principal's award. . . Honestly I think the child is relieved to have routine again as I've slacked off the past few weeks with my stringency to the chore chart and the schedule. She has seemed a bit adrift, mentioning how I need to update. . .
Beau loves it because he likes to collect friends and the first day is primo opportunity to make new ones. Already he has made nice with the new girl from New York. Her name? Not important. But she is new and she is from New York. Exotic girl. Also, his teacher? She likes to sing and she had some funny stories. He also got to talk to all his friends from the past years, his speech teacher, his old kindergarten teacher, his first grade teacher, some lady in the library, the janitor, the Principal, Abby's dad and who knows who else. Beau may never be the most studious or most well behaved student but he is possibly the most friendly and the most eager. (PS. I got a personal call this afternoon from his teacher telling me how awesome his day was! Uhm, that has NEVER happened.)
Me? I like it because it always seems like a chance to start over. It also marks some free time for me to focus on training. To begin, in this case, marathon training anew. That whole training through summer didn't workout so well for me last year. So this summer I took a big cut back in miles, tried my best to heal all my nagging injuries and enjoyed the view from the pool, the bike, the Bikram yoga mat . . .
Cause, out there? In the heat? Where I bake for an hour 25ish on the side walk? I literally see the fat melting off of me.
At least, that is what I like to think is in those pools of sweat I leave when I must stop at a stop light.
Okay. So has anyone else noticed lately the heat inflation going on? I will note that the posted official temp says one thing--like 90 degrees-- and then they've got this "real feel" or heat index of 10-15 degrees higher?
Is this so I will feel more extreme?
Is that so I will feel more hardcore or possibly, stupid for not only attempting outdoor endurance activities but for just peeking my head out the door?
Or is it a conspiracy to make me crank my air conditioner up? Cause, uhm yeah. That is working (daily prayer of July, August and September: Please don't break. Please don't break. In Artic Jesus name I pray you can leave me so poor I can't buy food but please keep my air conditioner fully functioning. Amen.)
Besides, what does it matter?
I don't need weather dot com to tell me that anything close to or over 90 degrees in good ole Hotlanta is going to feel like someone mistakenly stuffed me while still breathing in a crematorium. 110? 95? Even 93 degrees-- any way you sell it to me it does not make me think my run is going to be blissful or even remotely comfortable. It honestly doesn't matter to me at this point if it is 80 degrees or 110 degrees. Unless it is under 70 degrees I am probably not going to love my run. And besides, that sweet spot for me in running? It is a cool 32 degrees. And well, I got months and months and miles and miles to go before I am there. Ahhh, running through the woods on a snowy evening. Doesn't that just sound divine?
But never mind the heat. I'm staying in the kitchen! Hell's Kitchen, Hell's ditch, whichever-- I can take it! I am ready! Bring it on!
So with my new supplies (why hello there yellow--viva Livestrong!!-- Air Pegasus) and new found ambition; I am ready to start a new. And I am looking for my first quarter exam to be on November 13, 2010.
For certain, I have lots of studying-- lots of catching up to do-- but I hope, at the very least, to make it an A+ effort.