I actually made it to the gym last night. After my student piano recital, which, I must say in total and complete honesty that yesterday was my best piano student recital ever!
It was a small, casual recital. Only 13 performers including my mom, my niece and myself. I did not even type up a program. Just asked people what number (1-12, I was 13) they wanted to be.
When I am on my deathbed, reliving moments of joy from my life, I will remember this recital. As I sat there with each student who proudly marched on stave, to share their music, I felt as if my heart would burst with love for each one of them. And my spirit soared with pride knowing I was an aide in releasing this music inside of them
This is why I teach. For these moments.
There were also wonderful cookies, cakes and GOLDFISH cheese crackers!
Yes, I indulged.
That is why I dragged myself myself to the gym afterwards.
This morning I weighed in the same weight as last week.
But my daughter has agreed to help me train. We went fir a strenuous workout this morning. We are doing interval sprints on the treadmill and Pilates including the dreaded plank.
Speaking of dread, I am dreading tomorrow. I am certain every muscle will be in agony.
But to the gym I shall go!
Give up I shall not!!
On that note, sleep is calling me.
Happy Monday!
It was a small, casual recital. Only 13 performers including my mom, my niece and myself. I did not even type up a program. Just asked people what number (1-12, I was 13) they wanted to be.
When I am on my deathbed, reliving moments of joy from my life, I will remember this recital. As I sat there with each student who proudly marched on stave, to share their music, I felt as if my heart would burst with love for each one of them. And my spirit soared with pride knowing I was an aide in releasing this music inside of them
This is why I teach. For these moments.
There were also wonderful cookies, cakes and GOLDFISH cheese crackers!
Yes, I indulged.
That is why I dragged myself myself to the gym afterwards.
This morning I weighed in the same weight as last week.
But my daughter has agreed to help me train. We went fir a strenuous workout this morning. We are doing interval sprints on the treadmill and Pilates including the dreaded plank.
Speaking of dread, I am dreading tomorrow. I am certain every muscle will be in agony.
But to the gym I shall go!
Give up I shall not!!
On that note, sleep is calling me.
Happy Monday!
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