I have not had much of an inspiration to write lately for a multitude of reasons; the change in season, my demanding part-time job, no scheduled race on my calendar, battling various colds, and taking an online graduate class to renew my license. While I am never at a loss for words when expressing my thoughts and feelings, I have been feeling rather inhibited. Nonetheless, I don’t want to let so much time pass by waiting for my enthusiasm to return that my blog ends up becoming obsolete.
I know, I know, I sound like a broken record, but change in seasons just isn’t my cup of tea. Growing up in Miami, Florida, stepping outside my house was never an emotionally or mentally challenging task. There was plenty of sunshine, the temperature rarely hit below 70, and when it rained, the clouds dumped their water and moved about the skies. Dressing up was never a hassle. No need to layer, no need to cover extremities, and sandals were pretty much useful all year round. Yes, everyone thinks of Hurricanes when they think of Florida’s extreme weather, but in the 14 years I lived there, I only experienced one hurricane. Point is, I miss the sun, and as much I have tried to embrace four distinct seasons, I would be extremely content if I could move to a place where I don’t ever have to experience the change of colors on leaves or clothing for various temperatures.
The last thing I want to do is complain about my job, especially after I spent two years feeling like a mediocre stay at home mom. I thoroughly enjoy my job. I enjoy working with students and administering various assessments. My position is a very autonomous position with very little supervision. Furthermore, working part-time allows me to be a part of the community while still being able to spend time with my daughters and participate in their school activities. Right now though, my position is extremely demanding, and taking up a little more time than the the time I’ve been allotted. It is my intent not to bring work home, but there have been a couple occasions when I cannot seem to go to bed with a clear mind unless I’ve checked off everything from my to-do list. So far, I have been able to do a good job juggling my work and not letting it spill into my non-working days, but the juggling act has been a little challenging this past month and it is scary when you get the feeling that balls in the air are moving way too fast. In the end, I am grateful I get to work and the opportunity continue to practicing a career I put a lot effort in attaining. Things will eventually slow down. For now, I need to take it one day at a time.
Nothing. There are no races on my calendar. I’ve scoured the list of available half-marathons and marathons in the state of Oregon, Idaho, and Washington, and nothing seems exciting. I know for a fact I want to run another marathon as well as a half-marathon, but I cannot seem to commit to one. Right now, I am so turned off by the weather, that training during Fall/Winter for a Spring Marathon feels too overwhelming. In fact, I can’t remember when was the last time I ran outside. Most of my runs since Marine Corps Marathon have been on the treadmill.
Speaking of remembering, for Pete’s sake, I just cannot seem to remember the last time I’ve battled the common cold as often as I’ve battled it this season. It seems like every week I am battling some mutation of the infectious viral disease. If I am not hacking a lung from severe coughing, I am blowing my nose and rubbing Vaporub all over my chest to clear my nasal passageways. But it is not just me, my poor daughter seems to be having the same unfortunate luck. Apparently, staying home and indoors for the last two years really weakened our immune systems. It seems like our introduction to the school system has exposed us to everything and anything we hadn’t experienced and it’s been an ongoing battle. It is my hope that by the time actual winter comes, we’ve both developed an immune system strong enough to combat any virus or bacteria that comes our way. For now, Vaporub, along with a box of Kleenex is a staple on my nightstand.
As a School Psychologist, I have to renew my license every three years. One of the requirements for License Renewals is attending workshops in order to continue honing our professional skills. Since I was on the fence about returning to work the last two years, I really did not invest much time into the profession. Fortunately, we are also able to renew our licenses by earning graduate-level course credits that are aligned with our profession. The current class I am taking is an online class, that is six weeks long. I’ve attended two weeks already and should be done before Christmas. The class requires a good amount of writing, and while I enjoy writing, sometimes I just want to come home, sit on my couch, and watch Netflix. Recently, I found a mini-series that takes place during World War II that I thoroughly enjoyed. Period pieces filled with drama are definitely my thing, and it did not disappoint. It is called The Time in Between, but it’s really a Spanish program with subtitles. My husband has been traveling a lot lately, and at the end of the day, while he was gone, and I tucked the girls in and all my chores were done, I indulged in the show and allowed my mind to relax.
Hoping the next time I check-in, I will be able to share rather exciting shenanigans as opposed total snoozers. How are you embracing the change of seasons? Are there are races on your calendar?