Sorry February, it's nothing personal. It's just that despite the fact you are the shortest month, it's almost always the month I dread. Here in Northern Indiana we can expect February to be filled with unexpected weather (oh wait, I think that's every month). But it's still cold here. We're past Thanksgiving, beyond Christmas, and completely surpassed the need for further snow in case you'd like my opinion. I apologize February, maybe it's not you, maybe it's Northern Indiana. Because I can only imagine February in, oh let's say, Mexico right now isn't so bad...
Well, needless to say, I'm ready to move forward February. I'm ready to be done with you. But, I have to laugh, because today and even this week gave me hope for March and reminded me that Spring will be returning expediently. As much as I love Christmas break, it completely ruins the start of my new year. It's nearly impossible for me to recover from the two weeks of lack of teaching, the sleeping in, the bountiful eating of sugar, fat, sodium, and caffeine...
I know it didn't help that we also recently moved. Trying to pack everything up so you can be ready to move, that means you have to go out to eat because you can't use your dishes. Or you don't want to wash your dishes again. Or eating out just sounded better then what you had left to eat in your cupboards. Somehow, by an obvious mistake, I found a can of mushrooms, noodles and chicken. Ick, mushrooms, how did that fungus make it in to my kitchen? Nope, Applebees sounds better.
Wow, these events certainly throw out any kind of routine. And winter, yes, winter is the worst time for this to happen. I'd rather hibernate and take hot baths. I hit my snooze 5 - 6 times before I actually get up. Yes, I do sleep in 9 minute intervals. So that tells you how great my last hour of sleep really is come wintertime.
Anyway, back to today, I finally feel like I've been able to get back into a consistent workout regiment. I'm running three times a week, I'm lifting the other 3 days a week. Today was symbolic for me though, it was the first day I didn't leave school dog tired. I wasn't sitting in the car trying to convince myself I was doing something good for me. Okay, well maybe a little bit of that happens everytime, but I felt at least coherent enough (because of sleep deprivation) to go run.
As I ran today, I can say I actually appreciated it. Maybe it was my body saying thank you. Thank you for eating better today. Thank you for getting 8 hours of sleep. Yes, all 2 minutes and 3 seconds of my runs, felt great. There was a point I forgot I was running!
Anyway, all this excitement I experienced today is because my body knows. It knows February is almost over. It knows Spring is waking up from it's long Winter nap. It knows Winter must end despite what Puxatony Phil thinks he understands about weather patterns. And I couldn't be more grateful. So February, I'm sorry your stay was short, but I am not. I can't say I'll miss you, not even a bit. Like I said though, it's nothing personal...
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