A) Yelled for the first time at the devil 6th graders. 6th graders, 6th graders, 6th graders (I wonder if that isn't a coincidence...). Only a few times but still. I have commenced unleashing the fury when absolutely necessary. I'm sure this is overdue, though. My unfortunate circumstance just helped me reach my potential for dealing with these certain classes.
B) Was a partial cause of a 6th grader to go from running to being sprawled out on the ground. Key word is partial. Ok. First let me say that I probably don't despise these kids as much as I might make it sound. Some of them I definitely do like (key word in that sentence is some). And the worst thing I do is make them do pushups. Having said that...I was on my way (walking) out the door a few minutes before class, and one boy comes running full-speed into the room. His path, if uninterrupted, would have led forcefully into my stub. Luckily (for me), I saw him just in time and put out my left arm to shield the source of my current frustration (which was a bit sore from an earlier incident involving another 6th grader thinking it would be fun to punch my stub...granted I did play along with the boxer stance that he took to me, but honestly - my hand is CASTED - in what way would someone think it would be any shade of a good idea to hit a casted limb? Anyway, back to the main attraction...), and his body made contact with my arm in such a way that resulted in him ...well, in him making contact with the ground instead of my broken fingers (notice there is no verb of intent used..). Yea, that might have looked a little bad. Maybe he will learn that that is what happens when you run around corners without looking. I'm teaching him valuable lessons.
C) Made a conversion chart from miles to kilometers and kilometers to miles to hang on my wall and memorize. That doesn't sound noteable but it is for me. :)
D) Made a calendar for counting down the days until my cast comes off to give me something to actively look forward to. Since I can't attach an excel worksheet, I will just include a few days'notes on my schedule for the next 4 weeks:
Sat 6 Dec: Dinner with Coach to talk about alternate training plans. Replace / supplement crying with endless abs.
Mon 8 Dec: Korean (every Monday for that matter).
Tues/Wed 8/9 Dec: Restoring sanity (aka track practice, the only outside exercise I am alloted in the next 4 weeks).
Thurs 11 Dec: 1 hour abs / abs until vomiting.
Fri 12 Dec: Try to run in am, but can take today off if need to go out for sanity.
Sat 13 Dec: Wake up, brief feeding, trainer within 20 minutes. No checking email first - get in zone...
Sunday 14 Dec: Run. Trainer. Korean.
Thurs 18 Dec: HALFWAY THERE. Suck it up and have a drink.
Fri 19 Dec: DO NOT GO OUT UNTIL 75 MIN ABS. CATIE! NO! Don't even think about it. Be a triathlete, really now.
Thurs 25 Dec: Abs like (edited for content). Til it burns baby. Thrice.
Fri 26 Dec: Appreciate Tolstoy's genius (W&P) tonight for 2+ hours. Frustrated? You know what to do.
Thurs 29 Dec: Take that (edited for content) OFF yo. CELEBRATE. In the pool (if doc/coach... gives ok!)
I wrote all of that with my left hand with the one exception of hitting "Ctrl i" for italics, which is ...rawr, actually possible to do with one hand now that I try it. Whatevs. BOO-YAH.
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