CHUB RUB AND SWIMDRESSES
I am in this weird place of trying to be fit and healthy but still appreciate the body and the beauty of exactly where I am.
I am in this weird place of trying to be fit and healthy but still appreciate the body and the beauty of exactly where I am.
Today, I am convinced my husband doesn’t love me; I am considerably overweight; and I just might be the worst parent ever. Oh, not to mention I am hideously ugly.
I think there is a little bit of crazy in us all. We just need to find the thing that brings us back to center. Some people knit, drink coffee, sing, dance, bike, walk, or bake. I run to my center.
As an imperfect perfectionist, one of my biggest problems is that I can NEVER do enough. I don’t mean this in an overly dramatic sense. I literally cannot physically do enough to accomplish everything that I feel should be done in a day. Two major factors in my life make this particularly true: my job and my children. These two factors entered my […]
There are more lessons to create, more papers to grade, more parent emails to answer, more meetings to attend, more papers to grade, more standardized tests to prepare non standard students for, and, of course, more papers to grade.
When I grade the papers, every error I mark is either me failing to teach well enough, or the students failing. If the students are failing, aren’t I still failing?
I really wanted to have the picture say, “TECH TEXT SUPPORT,” but I didn’t know how to do that with my photo editor. Catch the irony? In my efforts to learn to give myself the grace to be okay with me, I have found the support of others to be immensely helpful. The picture above is from an actual group […]
Run it like a boss! That is my approach to exercise. Why run if you can’t do it fast or far? Why lift weights if you can’t lift heavier and for more reps each week? Why do a workout video if it isn’t intense enough to make you want to collapse? Unfortunately, my body doesn’t want to do much of anything like […]
Do you know what really matters in life? Well, sometimes, I think it is the right socks. Yup, you read it correctly, the right socks.