Well. The summer is officially over and it’s here. What’s here? The school year stress/exhaustion. I knew it was coming because it comes every single year. So you don’t have to feel bad or anything. This is more of a griping post of things I want to complain about and then be done with. I came home from work yesterday with every single intention of hopping on my treadmill to do a beast mode 13 mile tempo run but found myself procrastinating. And whining (to myself, not out loud) . How long can you procrastinate for? Turns out for an hour and a half, that how long it took for me to FINALLY lace up my shoes and head outside because I was too exhausted to do a hard run. Hey. It happens
This isn’t a space for complaining-I’m really not one to do that. I like to be happy, and I am happy about 95% of the day/year. I think I’m just a little overwhelmed at the moment, but I do know it will pass soon. This is a silly/funny post for me to blow off steam and then I’m going to tell you about a little gripe I have with runners. You know it must be a big deal to me if I have a running complaint
I think the return of back to school is sort of like the 5 stages of loss. I’m not saying in any way that it is the same exact thing, but I have found myself going through the same steps on an annual basis and I think a lot of my teacher/parents/anyone who drives through a school zone area can relate to these steps:
1.) Denial For the first 3-4 weeks, I am in serious denial that we’re back in school. I love the fall, I love my job, I love my students, but knowing that winter is once again looming over my head makes me very sad. Plus, it is solidly dark for what feels like sixteen months instead of 5. I also am in denial that I will be spending the majority of days running on my treadmill as opposed to running outside and I will fiercely deny that summer is actually ending until the morning I come outside and realize I SHOULD have used my car starter because there is actually frost on my windshield. This always forces me into stage two..
2. Anger. I get randomly angry during the start of the school year. It’s mostly silly things like learning to re-prioritize myself and my free time and make room for All The Things again. BUT: The thing that makes me MOST angry is TRAFFIC. I have to drive through UMASS Lowell to get to my school and they are actually the devil (I bet you didn’t even know that) The school has taken over the city and caused unbelievable amounts of traffic throughout it. There have been days where it has taken me 50 minutes to go only 4 miles. I’m not even a little bit exaggerating–I am that girl who you see screaming in her car and pounding on the steering wheel. I’m not proud of it….. And forget crosswalks : the students all seem to have been raised in nice quiet farm towns without a lick of traffic because they NEVER USE THE CROSSWALK and cross the busy streets wherever/whenever they want to forcing an oncoming vehicle to stop. Runners can truly appreciate this annoyance because I ALWAYS use the crosswalk and look BOTH ways before crossing the street.
3. Bargaining. I always know it will get better. It’s baby steps down the road to adjustment. I will learn to leave early and tell myself its okay to wear your sock bun two days in a row so that you can leave for work earlier and aren’t raising your blood pressure through the roof. Just Kidding it’s not that bad.
4. Depression. I can’t think about how long it is until summer comes again. I can’t even. It’s too much. I have to focus on the little things like how I’m going apple picking this weekend and using our firepit. Plus I know I love fall. I really do. I just can’t think about winter. Can’t. Cannot do it. Don’t make me!
5. Acceptance. It always comes. I accept that I’m once again a member of the Pale Face Society. (my tan is gone) And I move on. I adjust to the routine. I adapt. I curse the college
even though I want to run over the students with my car . I juggle family time/work/running/having a social life and I know that its okay that I haven’t dusted since Labor day. It will get done. But probably not until next summer… 😉
How about you? Do you find yourself going crazy in September?
AND THE RUNNING GRIPE:
I’ve written before, here, about how much this bothers me. I wanted to stick this in this post because it’s a ranting post so naturally, it fits here too, right? Just go with it . Last night, when I was out for my run, I saw three other runners. Naturally, I waved to all three. NO ONE WAVED BACK.
—>I was in Provincetown two weekends ago. I loved that city. Loved running in that city. Loved everything about it—>except for THE RUNNERS. ONE person waved to me who was out walking/running. I waved to literally about 40 other walkers and runners, and I got one return wave from one jolly fellow. That is it. I don’t get it? What is UP with the unfriendly attitudes? One of the girls I passed last night (runner #3) I considered turning around and following her and asking her what her problem is and why she didn’t wave back. It’s just RUDE. (ok, I really wouldn’t have turned around and asked her that. But if you are reading this, Girl in the Pink Shirt/black Capris with Brown hair on Lakeview last night, please tell me why you didn’t wave because it is driving me nuts.) I don’t care what the runner looks like. Small/Tall/Big/Skinny/Running in a sports bra with Awesome Abs/Shirtless runners/Walkers—you are getting a wave and a smile from me. And probably a cuss word if you don’t wave back…..
Now you have to tell me…Do YOU wave??
Happy Hump Day!