Runs 2 and 3

Sometimes, despite all the planning and list making that goes on in my head, I get behind myself. After coming home from school, I was hurrying to get ready to get out the door for my run by 630 since it's starting to get dark at 7:00! When did that sneak up on me... Anyways - our HUD for our closing next week arrived and it didn't get out the door till 8:40. It just reminded me that no matter how much I plan, life and God always have their own plans, and that in order to remain sane, I need to accept those changes. The two hour delay didn't stop my run, it just forced me to run on the treadmill, something I really dislike. When I was in seventh grade, I used to walk the mile to our local YMCA, rain or shine, winter or summer, in order to workout. It started innocently enough as a way to get healthy, but became an addiction to exercise. To me the treadmill represents that time in my life. Although I occasionally climb back on the treadmill - I much prefer the great outdoors!

Back to Training

After two years of my running on and off due to injuries, I am finally back to training! I am so excited to finally have a plan in place to get back to the trail and the road. With RQ and I moving into our new house in just a week, I figured there was no better time to get it together. Throughout high school and college, running was my clutch, my stress relief, and my sanity keeper. When I lost running due to injury upon injury, I lost those outlets. To go from running 2hour long runs to 0minute runs - I can't believe I didn't die from boredom. BUT - today I am back. Four easy runs this week is the goal. Run 1 complete.

Countdown: Three Days

Three days from now I will officially be a second grade teacher. The past two weeks I've been working in my classroom 8+ hours a day to clean it up and make it a place that we love to learn in. Coming from two teachers, twelve+ teaching internships, and more ideas that I can get my head around, I've tried to organize my room as much as possible. There are so many things that I want to accomplish this year - but until I know my students and curriculum, I won't be able to visualize how all of that will happen. These past two weeks have simply been me trying to grasp how to incorporate all of the ideas I have about how I want my classroom to flow, function, and facilitate learning.

Thursday and Fridays used to be the only days in High School and College that I would be full of butterflies. Not based on a big test or speech, but rather a cross-country race. As a teacher, I function the same way. I'm not nervous to see students on the first day of school, or what I'll say when they sit in their desks staring at me for their next move. I sit in my classroom and look around and all I feel is excitement. Excitement to meet the new little people that will sit in these desks and spend the next year of life with me. Excitement to settle into a routine and love coming into school everyday. Excitement to see what each of my little ones will come to me with each day. And excitement for the last day of school when I can look at my room, empty again and know that my new little third graders are ready for whatever life hands them.