Gradituesday

Today is the first day with kids! The year has begun! I have several things I am grateful for.

I love the way my job goes. Each fall is a brand new beginning – new students, new schedule, fresh start. Then whether the year goes well or not so well it’s over and finished in June. And we have a two month break before beginning fresh again. So many jobs are the same every day and you can go for 30 years straight. I like my schedule.


I’m grateful for where I am in my career. I feel capable and confident in what I’m doing and I am far enough along to not feel the need to get my masters or national boards. I’m comfortable. School politics no longer interest me. I just want to stay in my classroom and teach my kids. I look at the first year teachers and for all their youth and beauty I don’t envy them one bit!





On to the diet update. At least I remembered this week. Not too much to report. I am exactly the same as last week. So the good news is that I didn’t gain.

I appreciate all the encouragement and tips you sent me last week. My biggest problem is that I know exactly what I need to do – keep up the exercise, journal what I eat, don’t eat after 9, get to bed at a reasonable hour, don’t pay too much attention to the scales and don’t get discouraged. All good advice and I know its all stuff I should be doing. I just get bored.

For me that’s where the spanking diet comes in. I have known all that stuff for the entire 20 years I was gaining the weight. But I wasn’t interested enough to stick with it. It’s the threat of a hard spanking that keeps me interested enough to stick with the program. Nick and I may need to discuss the guide lines again. It could be for gaining, or for not hitting the gym enough or staying up too late, for not writing my assignments anymore or whatever else he/we decide on. He did tell me from now on it is my responsibility to tell him what I weigh each Friday - not to wait for him to ask. I have to fess up each week. The main thing I have realized is that Nick’s interest and willingness to be firm on his part keeps me interested and determined to keep going in the right direction. It may not be true discipline in the sense that some others practice it but feeling the aftermath of a spanking the next day sure makes it easier to turn down a cookie or head to the gym.

Last week I got an email from a good friend. Someone who is doing all the right things for weight loss but is not losing. She is improving her health a great deal but the model body is not coming with it. She did make a great point however, saying ‘we are both having more fun that I expected to have at this stage of life.’ Now girls, skinny or not, I have to ask you ain’t that the truth!!!!!