Saturday, May 21, 2011

You'll Still JUST Be a Teacher -- Who Can Do a Pull-Up!

A tired, muddy, or should I say, "Earthy?" Paleo mama


I love the following people.

  • People who ask me when I'm going to blog again.
  • People who ask me how my pull-up goal is going.
  • People who respect and value teachers.

The list of reasons why I haven't blogged in more than a month isn't that long.
It's just that I'm a mom, and
I'm a TEACHER.
Recently, I was pondering my career and considering what it would be like to teach at different schools in the area.  During my deliberations, a friend sharply reminded me that no matter where I teach, "I'll still JUST be a teacher."


I hope that you're not a "He/she is JUST a teacher"-type person.  If you are, please let me assure you that  the teachers in your community put their personal time and goals - like learning to do a pull-up - on the back burner to commit hours and hours to lesson planning, grading, and professional development.
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With that said, my blogging hiatus during the frantic end-of-the-school-year hasn't indicated that I've gotten off track!

  • I've stayed Paleo, and
  • I've stayed loyal to my workout schedule.
  • I wear pants that are two sizes smaller than pants I wore in January.

Next steps for the pull-up project?
I plan to try and graduate to the advanced bootcamp class this summer.  The athletes who workout on "the other side of the gym" in the advanced class look like they can all do about a billion pull ups in about a billion different pull-up styles.


* I have to take a test before I can "cross over."  Wish me luck that I don't look like a complete fool during the test while doing my double unders, which by the way, I can finally do a (very awkward) double under.  HOLLA!


If nothing else, I hope my proximity to these studs on the other side of the gym will rub off, and their super-athlete strength will magically be transferred into my triceps, biceps, and whatever other muscles I need to get my chin over the bar.


Let's do it.
jpq