Slow Burn
I just did 70 minutes of cardio and then 70 minutes of weights and there is not a part of my body that is not exhausted, yet I feel really, really good. Today for the first imte in a long time I looked in the mirror and thought ther person in the mirror was pretty cute. Mom came into town yesterday and we went shopping. She bought me a really cute little red dress that looks kinda like it came off the set of some 1940s movie. I felt like one of those lovely wide hipped movie stars.
It was hard getting back to school today, both for me and that kids. They were in rare form, almost unable to sit still. It was only when we started using adverbial phrases to insult people that they truly came alive.
I have decided to go back to grad school part time to get a Master's in Theology. I can't imagine a more intersting subject, and while I have a job in the Diocese, they will pay for 1/2 of my tuition. I applied yesterday, so hopefully I will know something in a few weeks. Besides, I have mangaged to find the only field less useful than my other Master's in American Studies. Who could say no to that?
Must go collapse on couch. Can I lift the remote?

Protein and Seratonin
I never thought in a million years that I would be in yoga pants, sipping a protein shake after yet another workout. I have never been this type of person. Yet here I am. I have been doing at least 60+ minutes of cardio a day as well as a total body weights workout. Anyway, I lost another 3 pounds this week. The frightening part is I now crave the gym like I once craved pasta. This just doesn't seem like me, yet it's a me that buys size medium clothes. Freaky.

I was off today and did nothing. I mostly stayed in bed alternating between reading and sleeping. It was a delicious day. My only moments of activity were doing some of my favorties--watching Buffy and working out. Tomorrow I plan to paint the guest bathroom and do some weeding and planting in the garden and in general be sickeningly domestic. If I decide to get out of bed. . .

Monkeys in Love
I know nothing about monkeys in love, but the idea makes me happy.
Today was tough, but I went to the gym after school and it makes everything better. The tightness of my muscles eases my mental soreness. I had this weird thing at church that left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I am unsure of how to respond to these new stresses. Bleh. Maybe I need to go back to the gym.
Luckily I have another vacation coming up. Just one more day of teenagers.

Spring Break, Take Two
Yesterday we saat at a rest stop in Salado for almost 3 hours, then got towed to Kileen (apparently the Hyundai people didn't think of Round Rock), and finally ended up back at the house. Today we will try again.
Who knew the road to Houston would be paved with so many troubles? Is this a sign? Hell or high water we will make it today.
I need my time with Yao Ming.

Still, it's not every day one gets to really see all that a rest stop has to offer... the stainless steel toilets, the dearth of paper towels, the cracked sidewalks, and the rusted trash cans.

Beep Beep
I am a chicken sadly missing my head. Running everywhere.
Everything will be better after this weekend and I can go back to my real life.

Puff
I had almost reached work when disaster struck. As I was pulling into Taylor, my car erupted into a giant cloud of smoke and stream. It was billowing from all of my cars orifices. Anyway, I drove into the nearest garage. It turns out I need a new frickin' radiator which will run me about $400. The 1984 Ford Tempo I drive is hardly worth $400! I am officially grumpy.
Then the Principal gave me a ride home, and I came home to a mess of laundry and dirty dishes.
Really I'm bitter because my new lack of car makes it hard to go to the gym. I met with my trainer last night to set new goals. I'd rather be there than here next to Toby the Tooter. He has the worst puppy gas.
We have to be at Fredericksburg at 8a.m. tomorrow which means leaving here by 5:45. On a Saturday! I am not amused.

Elevation
I have had this elevated energy level all day. Not the kind of elevation that makes me want to do laundry, of course. It's a rare day when I'm that enthused. But still, I feel fantastic. In fact, I've been spontaneously breaking into song all day much to the dismay of my students and co-workers. I do not think they know quite what to think of me. But it's all good.
My pedometer keeps me moving, and I've been walking and jogging mile after mile a day. I have now lost another 10 pounds which brings my total up to about 55 pounds in the last 2 years. Perhaps that's part of the new mania. For the first time I can stand in front of the mirror and think the person smiling back is kinda cute.
Most of all my new found energy is a direct effect of the pure blue skies we have had the past 3 days. The trees are budding and blooming, and it makes my heart happy to see it. I am firmly convinced that I have Seasonal Affective Disorder, but as much as the winter makes me sad, spring threatens to turn me tigger-like. I have been thinking of e.e. cumming's poem "In Just Spring" all week. . . "and the goat footed balloon man whistled far and wee." Yes things are truly "mudliscious" and "puddle-wonderful."

I will try to write more when not in such a sickeningly peppy mood.