One hundred and fourteen weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about:
- Weight: 241
Down 0.4, which again, is small, but movement in the right direction, which I’m grateful for. I’ve been tracking my calories more days than not, and I’ve been doing my best to get as much water as possible. That plus hitting the gym four days a week seems to be working. I don’t get home until 10pm on Monday and Wednesday and getting up early for the gym has proven to be incredibly difficult the following mornings. Yesterday I just said, “fuck it.” Last Thursday too. But whatever, four days a week isn’t nothing.
I’ve been grading essays for the school I’m teaching on campus at this fall. Distance learning can go fuck itself. It’s been a year and a half since I’ve taught on campus, anywhere, and the results are night and day. There were several classes in the last year and a half where I might only give out one or two A’s in the entire class for the first essay. I gave out 60% A’s on my first class, and I’m currently at about 45% A’s in my second class, with two left to grade. As opposed to say, 12% A’s in my online classes over the last eighteen months. Online learning is a necessary thing, but it will take a miracle to convince me it’s a good idea for more than a small handful of people.
Hey, here’s something I’m incredibly excited about:
That’s the cover to my first collection of poetry, which will be released on November 10th! When I’m finished grading the two essays mentioned above, I’ll be going over the final edits and sending it off to the publisher, and just typing that makes me impossibly happy. I do wish Julie was still around to see it, but I’m still thrilled.
Three things I’m grateful for:
- My job. I genuinely love what I do. I have the best job.
- My students. I teach from 3:45pm to 9:20pm and I have more energy walking out of the classroom than I do going in. And it’s because of the students and how awesome they are and how hard they work.
- My book. Duh.
I’m good this week. Actually, no. I’m happy this week. There’s still a whole lot of horrifying in the world, but this week I’m doing everything I can to focus on myself and the things I can do to make the world a little less horrifying.
Here, have a graphic:
