My sincere apologies. I have been remiss in my posting, but not my activity. I completed week two this afternoon with a total of 49 counter-level push-ups! I was aching….even after the hour of Zumba I did. This is tough and frankly, I am dreading the push-ups from the chair. It is that much closer to the floor and I am not sure I am ready for that.
This week, I missed the Thursday posting for the high school back to school night. We are fortunate in that our district is really great, honestly. We have super teachers and unparalleled technology which the kids can identify with. (the parents not so much) Even in gym class the students can select the type of sport/topic they want to participate in that quarter. Oh, long passed are the days of gymnastics/balance beam, square dancing and the stinkin’ dread rope that you had to climb to the ceiling. I hated that and the stress was enough to kill you. I was so glad I played a varsity sport and could opt out of gym for that one single segment.
I roamed those halls with my daughter’s schedule in hand and remembered my own days in high school. I enjoyed those years and have been close with many old classmates. Some I saw that night, there for their own children.
The teachers are getting younger, the parents seem younger and the time is passing. I tried to slow down and relax and imagine how Amelia feels walking these halls and sitting in class. She is smart and happy and successful and I am very proud of her. (is that an Italian mother talking or what?)
So week three of my push-ups will start Monday. In the meantime, we are making a killer pizza with pancetta, feta, sundried tomatoes and Kalamata olives. A nice red wine and I am happy. I think there is something in red wine that heals muscle aches….maybe I should call Dr. Oz. It beats my Uncle Mike putting Listerine on his heads for aches and pains.