On being tired. . . .
Y'all know that teach young'uns.
I am with the kids from 9 in the morning until 1 in the afternoon. A light lunch. And then back with the kids from 2 until 6 at night. It's a long, long day full of chasing after the misbehaving to refilling paint trays. From singing and dancing to pretending to be pirates.
It's a Montessori principle that the children go outside every single day. No matter what the weather is doing. And so I'm outside with the kiddies for an hour in the morning session and another hour in the afternoon session.
I've tried being the kind of teacher who just sits and watches while the kids play. I've tried. . . . but I just can't seem to do it. Mainly due to ADHD. Instead, I'm running and playing with the kids during these two hours. Their favorite game is: "RUN FROM MISTER MAT!" For the entire two hours of outside time, I'm incredibly active.
I'm fucking tired. Tired. Tired. My legs ache. My back is sore. When I get off work, I want nothing more than to sit. Quietly. By my self.
Sigh.
The plus side of this is that I've probably never been physically healthier. The huge amount of exercize is paying off. Plus, I just don't eat much. I currently weigh in the low 170's. I'm wearing a size 30 pants. A SIZE THIRTY! I've not worn this size since middle school. In the peak of weight I was 238. And squeezing my sorry butt into a size 38 pants. (I just threw away the last pair of 38's the other day.)
I have a skinny face. I'm not repulsed by the sight of myself in a mirror. Pretty freakin' miraculous. This sort of encouragement has led me to play ever harder on the playground.
I'm hoping to go to BTW weighing 160 pounds.
So, yeah. I'm tired all the time. But it just might be worth it.
Quill.
I am with the kids from 9 in the morning until 1 in the afternoon. A light lunch. And then back with the kids from 2 until 6 at night. It's a long, long day full of chasing after the misbehaving to refilling paint trays. From singing and dancing to pretending to be pirates.
It's a Montessori principle that the children go outside every single day. No matter what the weather is doing. And so I'm outside with the kiddies for an hour in the morning session and another hour in the afternoon session.
I've tried being the kind of teacher who just sits and watches while the kids play. I've tried. . . . but I just can't seem to do it. Mainly due to ADHD. Instead, I'm running and playing with the kids during these two hours. Their favorite game is: "RUN FROM MISTER MAT!" For the entire two hours of outside time, I'm incredibly active.
I'm fucking tired. Tired. Tired. My legs ache. My back is sore. When I get off work, I want nothing more than to sit. Quietly. By my self.
Sigh.
The plus side of this is that I've probably never been physically healthier. The huge amount of exercize is paying off. Plus, I just don't eat much. I currently weigh in the low 170's. I'm wearing a size 30 pants. A SIZE THIRTY! I've not worn this size since middle school. In the peak of weight I was 238. And squeezing my sorry butt into a size 38 pants. (I just threw away the last pair of 38's the other day.)
I have a skinny face. I'm not repulsed by the sight of myself in a mirror. Pretty freakin' miraculous. This sort of encouragement has led me to play ever harder on the playground.
I'm hoping to go to BTW weighing 160 pounds.
So, yeah. I'm tired all the time. But it just might be worth it.
Quill.