Tim Hatch: Educator. Author. Tired.

Journal

Weekly Check In – 1/20/2021

Seventy nine weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 236 Blood Sugar: 100 Down a literal pound, but down a metaphorical 300 pounds after the inauguration. Yesterday was a really good day. Beyond that, I’m delighted to not feel like talking about politics today. This is something interesting /...

Weekly Check In – 1/13/2021

Seventy eight weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 237 Blood Sugar: 100 No change at all from last week, unless you count the increasingly clear picture being painted regarding elected officials helping domestic terrorists ransack the capitol building, but uh…let’s maybe not focus on that this time around....

Weekly Check In – 1/6/2021

Seventy seven weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 237 Blood Sugar: 102 Down two and a half pounds which, yay, but also who cares? Yesterday, and this has nothing to do with my health, there was open insurrection in our nation’s capitol incited by our president and more...

Good Fucking Riddance

At the end of 2016, I wrote that it’d been an objectively bad year but that I was still grateful for every second of it. I do not have that kind of charity for 2020. I want to punch this year in the dick. But… Some things I’m grateful for (because I’m trying my best...

Weekly Check In – 12/30/2020

Seventy six weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 240 Blood Sugar: 102 Up another pound. This is not a good direction. I’m not happy about it, but I’m honestly not gonna freak out either. I’ve been outside two out of the last three days, the bills are paid,...

Weekly Check In – 12/23/2020

Seventy five weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about: Weight: 238 Blood Sugar: 109 So, a few things: Up two more pounds, which…whatever. Christmas happened and it was fine. This is being written three days late because I’ve been busy this week. Sometimes busy with Christmas shit, sometimes just staring...