a brick in the face

oh geez.... after nearly two weeks off from school, the alarm at 5:30AM hit me hard. i was really surprised at how energetic i was, as i was able to throw a few improv things into the lessons, just to get the kids back into the swing of things. all of us were even able to avoid climbing the walls, which was something i was dreading. my mom's students were apparently insane and really hard to get under control. am i that much of a killjoy for my kids? :) at the end of the day, the girls had basketball practice, and joelle and i decided to try an experiment. we played "good coach/bad coach." i DARE you to guess which one i was. anyway, we tried it because the girls had a *really* bad, lazy game before this practice, and joelle and i were sick of the apathy. i think that some of the girls were a bit surprised because they didn't expect me to lay into them so much. i didn't yell, but i get really annoyed at not paying attention to the coach, especially talking while she's talking. so we worked on getting stronger and faster... by doing more suicides, crunches and push-ups. ha-HA! hopefully, it got the point across that joelle and i want them to do well, but they also need to work hard if they want to win. they'll do fine.

as soon as i got home--5:30PM--i bonked. for non-marathoners, that means that you hit the wall and hit it hella hard. you are done. you have no energy. you want to collapse and sleep for ten years. THAT is what it means to bonk. i suppose that's only to be expected on the first day back. but it's 2.5 hours later, and i still lack energy to boil water for any dinner. hopefully, i'll be able to throw something together before i pass out. that's going to be soon.

and just because i'm me, i refuse to drink red bull or anything of that ilk. so i'll be a slug instead.