Hurt

The song was running through my mind on Monday as I started training. I knew that I was hurting myself like I had never done before. I was attempting more than I had ever done even when I was in the best shape of my life. Suprisingly the first nine miles did not hurt so bad. The second six did. And the last two... Well I just will not talk about them. I will let the dot dot dot speak for itself.

Stubborn; I have been called many things in my life, but stubborn is one of the things that all of the women in my life have agreed on. Putting one foot in front of another. Step by painful step.

Strangely I was not thirsty on my run. I was hungary, I had a light lunch that day in prep for my run but after two hours I was getting a little famished. Usually I go by the words, "Eh I could eat." But this time it was "I need food, and a lot of it." Which if you have seen me eat can be scary. After I ate a hearty meal of shepherds pie, and at the late hour of 8:30 pm I decided to call it a night. Slept like the dead until I awoke the next morning realizing that my hip hurt, not really able to find a comfortable position until that is I realized that I was still exhausted; I fell right back to sleep. Getting up that morning was interesting. For the most part every thing that I did was painful. I also could not stand on one leg which provided some difficulty washing my feet in the shower. Going down stairs is one of the most painful things that I have ever experienced. It is truly an interesting thing to feel. I now know about more muscles than I thought that I had, because I hurt in places that I did not think could hurt.

It is kind of funny though. Found the limit for right now.

But that song was really striking home for me that day. "I hurt myself today. Just to see if I could feel."

Yesterday I attempted to take the dogs for a little run to shake loose some of the Lactic acid that had built up in my legs. Unfortunately they had to stop and sniff every few hundred feet which did not allow me to get into a nice rithom. Today I ran for about six miles. I was supposed to run four but I got a little turned around and did not think that I knew where I was. So three quarters of the way into my run I turned around picked up the pace and found my way back to my uncle's house.

And all of this started because of two little words, "Uh, sure." My aunt thought that it would be a good idea for me to run in the Seattle Marathon. We were planning on doing only the half marathon, however she persuaided me that since I would not have to train for the half marathon (since I have not really run in about six months and I just ran that to start) that to do a full marathon would be something to strive for. Something that I would have to actually try to acomplish. So I uttered those two dangerous words. Now in three Saturdays I will be running twenty six point two miles. Hey Debbie you did tell me to make some time for me so that I can exercise. I guess I just take things a little far.

As far as teaching goes. I love it. I really do. I love interacting with the kids, the work is challenging, it really is exilerating. Although I did have to do what I feared I would have to do, I had a student not want to do something that I asked him to do and he was a steady refusal machine. So I had to send him outside, get everyone else working and then he and I went and had a chat. I don't know how I did, it could have been that he was just appeasing me to get back in the room because it was cold outside. But I did what I had to do. Oh and on the day that I dressed up for Halloween my university supervisor showed up. The person that is supposed to be grading me on my professionalism. I saw him and thought GREAT. There goes my chances of becoming a teacher, or graduating, ever. Luckly he had a sense of humor and marked on my evaluation that the costume was approprate and when the time came to work the students got to work so that was good. I am still getting an S instead of a F or an U, which would not be good, both would not be good either but that is not likely to happen. Student teaching is fun and all but it would be nice to be paid to do this.