Went trail running again last weekend and somehow eked out 4 miles of running and another 2 of hiking back and realized only a day after the fact that maybe I wasn’t prepared for that kind of workout. And thus, half a week off running. I have the benefit of getting home early three out of two days, but will not be making much progress toward my 15-mile-a-week goal this time around. Just as well.
In other news, am doing little more than picking at the piano and reading book 6 of the Harry Potter collection; because while I do have better (and more creative) things to be doing with my time, I’d really rather spend this week on my tush in various comfy chairs.
Professional days Thursday and Friday allow myself and my fellow teachers to enjoy two days of presentations and classroom cleanup (sarcasm, there is nothing fun about either of these things) before the tedium of the fall semester begins. I find myself a little less enthusiastic about it than I was earlier, since a revamp in the lineup of teachers has made it so I am not, in fact, working with my friend, but with a woman who knows as much about toddlers as I do, apparently. I have the background of a few months being a primary caretaker for the general group, but even with my presence, the transition is proving to be difficult.
I’m figuring things will pan out and go smoothly by right around Christmas break.