Friday started with a bang, or a pop rather.
Here's the thing about Friday. I was late getting up, I hadn't packed my overnight bag for the school retreat we had to go to in New Jersey, and I was rushing. Just as I closed my apartment door and waddled out with several bags, my umbrella and my hands full of other important items I got a text message from Rachel who rides the express bus with me to the Bronx in the mornings. It said "run". That's our code word for run, the bus is super early, and you will probably miss it because we are almost about to pass your stop. DAMNIT! I started to run, I dropped my umbrella, I picked up my umbrella. I had to slow down because I was hot in my coat and heavy with bags, then I ran some more so that I could at least see the bus pass me on the street in the distance. I only had a little bit of time as I huffed and puffed up the never ending hill to the avenue, and I knew that the street had a green light, but as soon as it turned red that my bus would pass. It did, so I booked it, all things in tow. I saw it stop, and let passengers on, praying that he would wait. As I rushed across the crosswalk I saw him holding the doors open for minute and praised Jesus because I knew I'd make it, but as soon as I hit the sidewalk the doors closed and he slowly started to move away. I kicked it into high gear and was able to bang on the door before he got away! Phew!! It was a miricle. The un-miracle part was that as soon as I sat down I had a shooting pain in my hip. Not cool. It didn't get any better as we got closer to school and my breathing returned to normal.
When I got to school I could barely walk. I pulled something and it was bad. :( Not a good day for this. I did some stretching, just sort of sprawling out on the teachers lounge floor before class started, and then made it a point to ingest nearly all of the ibuprofen that I had on me. I sat with my students in the classes until lunch when they were had 1/2 day dismissal because the teachers were leaving for the shore.
Then the fun started, but the pain persisted. Road trip with Corie, Rachel and Claudia turned into nothin' but awesomeness as we sang along with 80's tunes on the way down to our resort and spa. I had bought me a new bottle of Advil, and some of those instant heat packs, and I was ready for a retreat!
It took us about an hour and a half to get there, and we were late getting in, but I think my favorite part of the evening was drinking ginger ale out of mini-glass soda bottles. I did sit next to a good lookin teacher from another school while we talked about what makes a good Early College Academy teacher, and that was nice. I of course was nominated to speak and report on our group activity. Who knew- I'm a natural leader somethings. Oh and I've become extremely outspoken. Perhaps that's not new.
Dinner followed the group activity time, which was nice. It just proved to me that I have a love/hate relationship with cake. And buffets. I sucked at eating well this weekend.
In order to liven things up I made a napkin hat, and then Rachel and I proceeded to make a montage of "teachers in napkin hat". Some thought it was funny. Some hated it immensley. I thought it was hilarious.
Rachel and I had made a previous plan to make the best of the retreat by jumping on beds. I will sum up my day with a picture or two from the "teachers in napkin hat" series, as well as me jumping on my bed with a shower cap. Yay retreat!
Here's the thing about Friday. I was late getting up, I hadn't packed my overnight bag for the school retreat we had to go to in New Jersey, and I was rushing. Just as I closed my apartment door and waddled out with several bags, my umbrella and my hands full of other important items I got a text message from Rachel who rides the express bus with me to the Bronx in the mornings. It said "run". That's our code word for run, the bus is super early, and you will probably miss it because we are almost about to pass your stop. DAMNIT! I started to run, I dropped my umbrella, I picked up my umbrella. I had to slow down because I was hot in my coat and heavy with bags, then I ran some more so that I could at least see the bus pass me on the street in the distance. I only had a little bit of time as I huffed and puffed up the never ending hill to the avenue, and I knew that the street had a green light, but as soon as it turned red that my bus would pass. It did, so I booked it, all things in tow. I saw it stop, and let passengers on, praying that he would wait. As I rushed across the crosswalk I saw him holding the doors open for minute and praised Jesus because I knew I'd make it, but as soon as I hit the sidewalk the doors closed and he slowly started to move away. I kicked it into high gear and was able to bang on the door before he got away! Phew!! It was a miricle. The un-miracle part was that as soon as I sat down I had a shooting pain in my hip. Not cool. It didn't get any better as we got closer to school and my breathing returned to normal.
When I got to school I could barely walk. I pulled something and it was bad. :( Not a good day for this. I did some stretching, just sort of sprawling out on the teachers lounge floor before class started, and then made it a point to ingest nearly all of the ibuprofen that I had on me. I sat with my students in the classes until lunch when they were had 1/2 day dismissal because the teachers were leaving for the shore.
Then the fun started, but the pain persisted. Road trip with Corie, Rachel and Claudia turned into nothin' but awesomeness as we sang along with 80's tunes on the way down to our resort and spa. I had bought me a new bottle of Advil, and some of those instant heat packs, and I was ready for a retreat!
It took us about an hour and a half to get there, and we were late getting in, but I think my favorite part of the evening was drinking ginger ale out of mini-glass soda bottles. I did sit next to a good lookin teacher from another school while we talked about what makes a good Early College Academy teacher, and that was nice. I of course was nominated to speak and report on our group activity. Who knew- I'm a natural leader somethings. Oh and I've become extremely outspoken. Perhaps that's not new.
Dinner followed the group activity time, which was nice. It just proved to me that I have a love/hate relationship with cake. And buffets. I sucked at eating well this weekend.
In order to liven things up I made a napkin hat, and then Rachel and I proceeded to make a montage of "teachers in napkin hat". Some thought it was funny. Some hated it immensley. I thought it was hilarious.
Rachel and I had made a previous plan to make the best of the retreat by jumping on beds. I will sum up my day with a picture or two from the "teachers in napkin hat" series, as well as me jumping on my bed with a shower cap. Yay retreat!
1 comment:
Well that one was worth waiting for...! I started laughing when you were running to the bus and by the end I was practically crying. However, I am sorry about your hip and want an update on that. Jane? Outspoken? Nah..........
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