I'm going to say some positive things about yesterday. I just wanted to warn everyone before you started checking the URL to see if you clicked on the wrong blog, or trying to figure out if I was doing a guest post or something.
I took yesterday off to heal my legs from Monday's 20 miler and Tuesday's speedwork. They are still a tad sore, but basically back to normal.
I actually had a GREAT first day and feel very positive about the school year. Granted it's only the second day, but there have been years where I already had a bad feeling by this point (which turned out to be right). I think I'm going to love third grade. I was too busy to be hangry all day, despite Tuesday's dinner fiasco. Note - I did not say I "forgot" to eat, which you will never hear me say.
I actually put on makeup yesterday morning in honor of the first day of school. Although I own and know how to use makeup (some might argue with this) I have a serious laziness problem and rarely actually put it on. It takes away from my blogging time in the morning. I couldn't even remember the last time I used it and it felt weird all day. I'll probably keep going strong for 2 or 3 weeks then forget about it until I attend some sort of fancy Christmas party or something.
After school, I rushed to grad class, which had several pluses:
1. We are allowed to eat in class (first grad class ever where I can say this).
2. The professor told us to call her by her first name and said she wasn't into all that "doctor" stuff.
3. I'm already in love with the professor and, while the class seems like a lot of work, the final project involves actually USING technology in education, which is insane, because that's actually what my degree will be in. It only took three classes of nonsense to get to this point!
When I arrived at class I was starving and immediately realized I had brought my yogurt but forgotten my spoon. Everyone was chatting and setting up their computers and stuff and I randomly yelled "does anyone have a spoon I could use?". I was met with the blank stares of normal people for whom staring at delicious yogurt and not being able to eat it for the next three hours was not considered a crisis.
|That's not what it looked like. It was a scoop of this with a peach mixed together in an old feta cheese container, which added to my normalcy.|
When it came time to introduce myself and "share something that no one knows about you", I thought I could rectify the situation. I shared that I was training for a 50 mile race, which required lots of food, so I'd probably be eating a lot, and in fact that was behind my spoon demands from earlier.
You could hear crickets. No one laughed.
|I need to read this book.|