Tonight, I'm just exhausted. Between Charley and work, I'm getting worn down. I'm going to bed early tonight, and sleeping in tomorrow. I hope Charley gets that memo! Fingers crossed. I think part of my issue is waking up early to go to the gym, but I really like going. I'm seeing results, too! There have been several times in my life where I've lost weight or just toned up, by getting my butt back in the gym. This is one of those times. Tonight I went shopping, and actually purchased a new swimsuit. It's the first time I've bought a bikini since I was pregnant with Charley, so it's a little bit of a big deal. Like most women, I avoid swimsuit shopping like the plague. But I've been working hard at the gym, and it didn't look nearly as awful as I thought it would! In fact, shopping was actually FUN tonight, because the clothes didn't look terrible on me! Now if only I had the money to buy all of the things I liked...Come on tax refund!
It's interesting to me how losing even the smallest amount of weight can make a big difference in how people look, when weight training is involved. I remember my senior year of college, when I got back in shape. In the first semester, I lost about 20 lbs, and felt great. People commented, but I don't think there was that much of a difference in how I looked. Here's the funny part...In the second semester, I took a body toning and weight training class to fill up some of my elective credits. Suddenly, people were commenting on my weight loss like crazy. Some girl I didn't even know came up to me and told me how I looked like I'd lost 20 lbs, and she could see such a difference. How much weight do you think I'd lost? 2 lbs. That's right. 2 lbs. My enormous weight loss went virtually unnoticed, but I lost 2 lbs, and all of a sudden it was noticeable? It was crazy. But that's the way I feel right now. I'm not really losing weight, nor am I trying to. But with all of the training for the Tough Mudder, I can see changes in my appearance, and it's kind of rewarding. Definitely a good feeling.
Like I said, I'm exhausted, so I'm going to keep this post brief tonight. I thought of a good teaching story this morning. I mentioned a student before, Jacob, who burned me with a hot glue gun. Well, I did some work with Jacob outside of school, taking him to gymnastics for open gym. At the gym, Jacob socialized with other kids, developed muscle coordination...it was good for him. It was fun, too, watching him introduce himself to the other kids, and join in on games and other activities at the gym. Sometimes, though, Jacob was a little bit off, and would try to "escape." By escape, I mean, he would run out of the gym, making eye contact with me the entire time. It was like he was saying, "Ha! Screw you, I can get out of here, and you can't catch me!" It was a game. I knew it was a game, so I didn't play into it. That drove him crazy. One day, when I was putting my shoes on, he decided he was going to escape, so he flew out of the gym, and down the hall. I followed him, walking slowly. He stopped before running outside, to make sure I was paying attention to him. I said his name, and calmly asked him to come back. He stuck his tongue out at me. So, instead of talking, I pointed back to the gym. He sighed dramatically, and slowly sauntered back toward me, and back to the gym. "Try again," I said. Basically, when he behaved inappropriately, I would make him start the activity over. In this case, he had to leave the gym appropriately (walking with me). He started walking by my side, then suddenly, he got a gleam in his eye, and made a break for it again. Again, I caught his eye, and pointed back to the gym. It took us 7 tries to get out of the gym that day. He might have been persistent, but I'm stubborn, and he learned not to test me, because I will ALWAYS follow through. I love that kid!
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