I won’t bother updating on my daily food diary…who really cares. (For the record, I’ve still kept track of everything.) Here’s what’s happened in the past week:
Work: School has been unusual as this was the week of the annual 5th grade Washington D.C. trip. Unfortunately, I was the one that stayed behind with the students who did not go on the trip. The only reasons students don’t go on the trip is because they are too much of a behavior problem and cannot control themselves or they could not afford to even pay the deposit. (We received community support to fund scholarships.) Anyway, the week went by fairly smoothly (despite 2 fights), but was a very different routine with a very different group of kids.
Life: I was completely shocked and devastated to hear on Monday about the death of two wonderful young men I’ve grown to love. I worked as a youth director at a church for 2 years prior to teaching. I became especially close to one of the young men during mission trips to New Orleans and the Dominican Republic. Sunday night the two were killed instantly in a car wreck. The whole community was stunned. Both men (ages 20 and 23) were firefighters. There was a very somber, silent processional of firetrucks and presenting of the flags to the families. I spent Monday and Tuesday evening talking to former youth group members for hours. I took half a day off work on Wednesday so I could drive the two and a half hours to attend the memorial service. I spent 7 hours hugging, crying, laughing, and loving many teenagers and parents before driving back home around midnight. (Around 700 people attended the memorial service!)
Exercise/Illness: I’ve had a nasty cold all week…so much so that I have to put vaseline on my nose from blowing it so much and am living on NyQuil/DayQuil. Between a different schedule, being sick, going out of town, and losing sleep…I definitely haven’t worked out. I was feeling somewhat better yesterday so I went for a jog with my husband. I swear…I lost all dignity and pride I ever had. I walked more than I ran. I could not breathe at all. On more than one occasion I blew my nose all over my shirt. It was a mess. Nonetheless, we still “ran” 5 and a half miles in a little over an hour.
Food: Eating has been fine, though I’ve been on the road most of the time. I’ve been very conscious of my food choices each meal. I had really long days so I haven’t been able to daily track on SparkPeople. I did write everything down on a post-it note and I logged everything this evening. I’ve still had doughnut holes at breakfast and chips and salsa at a Mexican restaurant, but I’ve stayed within range every day. EXCEPT today when I ate at Ci-Ci’s, where I deliberately ignored any positive food choices (including portion control).
While I’m writing this marathon blog, I will go ahead and vent about a few of my students and the lack of manners. Granted, I teach inner-city, high poverty, minority students. With that said, I have very high expectations and am completely disappointed with some of the things that come out of my students’ mouths. I took three of my boys out to dinner tonight. I was humiliated to find that one of my students was getting in a fight with a complete stranger at the arcade in CiCi’s. He took his belt off and began hitting another child (who was 2 years older than him). When I walked in to check on them I acutally hear my three boys saying… “Stop acting like a fag”, “I’m going to pimp-slap your ass”, and my favorite “I saw your mom’s underwear on e-bay last night”. WHAT THE HELL???? I immediately told them it was time to leave. I found out in the car ride that one of my boys spent the $20 his mom gave him this morning to put in his lunch account on games. And when I dropped the kids off at their house it became abundantly clear where they’ve learned such behaviors.
Tomorrow’s Agenda: I haven’t heard from our running group leader in two weeks, but we’re scheduled for an 11 mile run tomorrow. My girls are in a step competition that I’ll try to go to in the afternoon. My husband and I are going to dinner with the in-laws later in the evening.