Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Updates on My Life

Teachers are worn out about now.
     For those of you who avidly read my daily blogs, all 6 of you, I thought you might like an update on what is going on. First of all, the last day of school (half day) for the kids is tomorrow. Teachers are walking around like tired zombies, but they all have these grins on their faces. They are ready for a well-deserved vacation.   

     For those of you who read about the trampoline that was erected in the yard behind us. Here is the update. Within 5 minutes of the first jump on the trampoline, every kid in the neighborhood had found out about it. Yes, it is certainly a kid magnet. As a matter of fact, there are so many kids jumping on it that I am wondering when the first injury will occur and rules will be enforced about how many kids at a time. I see kids lying in wait for the family to come home. I am not sure this trampoline is going to last very long. But it is entertaining watching.   

     And for those of you following my workout progress, well I have some great leaps to report. On my last blog I mentioned that I bought a workout mat and a ball blower-upper thingy. I was quite pleased with myself and emailed Arnaldo that I had purchased EXERCISE EQUIPMENT. He was very happy about that, and came over today to see the new EQUIPMENT. He was extremely disappointed that it consisted of a mat and an inflater. He actually expected bigger stuff.  




     He was also disappointed in the quality of my workouts. In 4 days, I have done no more than about 15 minutes of exercise despite the exercise list he taped to my wall at eye level where I could not miss it. So we had another one of our conversations of despair.

     Arnaldo: What can I do to get you to work out? What am I not doing as a trainer?

     Me: You're a great trainer. I just suck as a human being. Remember that two other trainers have given up on me before you. I promise to try harder.

     Arnaldo paces up and down. "You promise. You promise. Then you never exercise."

     Real guilt was kicking me in the butt. "I will do better this week. You wait and see."

     Before Arnaldo left, he told me to take one more walk before quitting for the day. I said "OK!", took off my shoes and relaxed. I'm a tough case.   

Ahh. I like the After-Training Session Best!

11 comments:

AllMyPosts said...

Thanks for sharing!!

Hope you would enjoy your vacation, Hope no one gets injured.

Well, I don't take exercise seriously myself, but I feel you must!! It is good for you, for all of us!! Motivate yourself

May god be with you!!

with warm regards
Another Author

Jeanne said...

Thanks. Deep in my heart I know there is an exercise person waiting to get out. Deep!

MC Howe said...

Maybe you could send Armando my way. I need a motivator.

MC Howe said...

Arnaldo. Sorry.

mybabyjohn said...

Leave it there...deep within. They are so annoyingly self righteous when they get out.

Jeanne said...

Yes, I feel a sympathetic spirit within you. I am going with you. Want to be my non-trainer?

Jeanne said...

M.C. Once that baby gets here you will get plenty of exercise. You may need to hire me to teach you how to relax and the art of the couch potato!

Madeline Bartos said...

Who can blame the kids? Trampolines just spell fun! (Alright, so maybe they present some danger, but you can't have fun without a bit of pain!) Maybe you could jump on the trampoline, that way there is supervision and you're getting exercise! ;)

Retired English Teacher said...

How much are you paying Arnaldo? Maybe he should charge more so you would feel so guilty about the money you spend that you would exercise. Just a suggestion. Money is always a good guilt motivator for me.

Jeanne said...

Arnaldo seems to have more guilt than I do. I am going to try to work up some guilt this week. A new crop of guilt that's what I need. But not tonight. Too tired. Last day of school.

Bodacious Boomer said...

If you don't start working harder Arnaldo just might have to punish you.

And when's he done with you you could send him my way. I've been bad.