Healthy Weight?

Today I finally logged on and participated in my "voluntary" health screening required by our insurance company. It's only voluntary if you consider that not doing it costs you a minimum of $43 monthly surcharge.

The only required field we had to fill in was height, weight and waist circumference. How they can know if you're being honest about that is beyond me. There was about fifty other questions ranging from lifestyle to stress level, but I only answered the ones I felt seemed like they wouldn't be too incriminating.

I was especially intrigued by the "healthy weight" span I was allowed. For my height 5'4", I know right, I'm sure you thought I was much taller than that. Anyway, for my height I can be between 111-144 pounds and all are considered the "healthy" range. Seriously? That is a 33 pound spread. I don't know anyone who weighs 111 pounds that would still consider themselves healthy if they gained 33 pounds, unless they were pregnant. Being more in the upper range than the lower range I think that maybe I should up my 10 pound weight loss goal to say maybe 15 or 20 to get to the lower range. Crazy I tell you! I feel Cadburry Eggs and my beloved Peeps slipping out of my grasp this year.

This is stressing me out so much I better go back in and revise my answers on the "level of stress" category. I wonder what the healthy range is on that one. I can imagine it now "excessive sweating, hives and panic attacks" all in the healthy range. I'm sure I'd be just fine.

Maybe I should have just forked over the extra $.

Time

Today is a cut day from school. I should be sad about it, but I'm not. I've been feeling really overwhelmed lately and so for me, this extra day is the gift of time. Time is something that I'm finding is priceless and so while I don't get paid today, I don't mind at all.

So far with my extra time I've met friends for coffee, caught up on laundry,got myself completely current on school work and paid the bills for the month.

Really today was a small taste of summer. A tease actually because I can't wait. I'm so ready for summer this year. Too much stress has been piling up since my grad school starting last summer, the most challenging class ever and ultimately the loss of Rogue has me exhausted. If it was an option to call it a school year tomorrow, I would.

However, it isn't, so I'll be hanging on, one day at a time until Spring Break. It's been a tough, tough year. But like the flowers starting to poke their little heads up, I'm starting to imagine the sun on my face again. I'm so ready for a little light on my face and in my heart. Come on spring, bring it on.

Hope!

This is what greeted me this morning. As I headed out to my car I noticed the little purple heads poking through the dirt. My crocus have announced that Spring is coming.

About time. I couldn't be more pleased!

Get your jealous on!

Cause we are going to be sitting in the front row at the Prefontaine meet this year. No more nose bleeds for the The What Train team this year!

Come on, you're jealous..you know you are.

Movin' On Up!

Today I was given the preliminary staffing report for next year. Sadly, I am no longer in 3rd grade.

Had you going for a second didn't I? What I meant was, wait let me step down from my dancing position on the table where I've been ever since I heard the news, I'm moving on up to 5th grade. 5th grade language arts to be specific.

How do I feel about that you ask? Let me get back up on the table and show you with my lyrical dance routine I've entitled "Bliss!"


Passion for teaching....I'm back!!!

That Girl!

It appears I've become "that girl."

Today I met M-Cat for a run after work. We have developed a not optional approach to our runs so when it was 38 degrees and raining sideways, we didn't give it a second thought. Well, we didn't give it a second choice. Today through some freak of nature I really, really enjoyed the run. I was borderline giddy. M-Cat on the other hand was actually the complainer. This has never happened before. Normally that's my role. Not today though, I loved every soaking wet and freezing cold step of our run. I wasn't even annoyed when we had to turn around and retrace our steps because we had miscalculated our mileage so we didn't hit the magical 3 mile mark. I was glad we had a few more minutes. Sorry M-Cat, but it was great!

Then, as we finished up our run I accosted a former co-worker of Sean's just so I could pet her dogs. Yes, being dogless has turned me into that freak that hangs around the parking lot a little longer than I should, just so I can have the opportunity to pet someone's dog. I hope I don't show up on Craig's list with a warning as some freak in town. No one wants to be that girl!

Anyway, thanks once again Ms. Crankypants for the excellent run. Thanks Suzy for letting me pet the dogs. Both of you made my day.

4 Miles and a Double Rainbow

Today I ran 4 miles. 4.1 to be exact. Later on I looked outside and saw a double rainbow. That's got to mean things are going to get better eventually right?

4 miles.

Thanks Melinda!