My Dogs are Mooing

It's been another long delay since I've written, and it's for all of the usual reasons -- life is busy, work is busy, same old same old.  Less than a week after my last post I got engaged, and not two days later I was wrapping up the school year knowing that I'd be taking on new challenges right away.  From playing principal over the summer to starting a new position for the new school year, I had my work cut out for me.  Both changes were exhausting and overwhelming and scary and fun and humbling all at the same time.  I'm still catching my breath from it all.  I keep telling myself that as soon as _______ is done, then life will calm down.  Unfortunately there's always something new filling in that blank. I've been struggling with a lot of self-doubt and apprehension lately.  Over the summer I constantly felt on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop -- the administrator's dilemma, I suppose.  I'd barely had time to process the experience befor

In January I wrote about pushing my personal reset button.  I had come to the realization that there is no "I" in team and that the "me" in team is just a bit smug.  But charming platitudes aside, I figure it's time to check in and report how things are going so far. The good news is that I've actually, like, ridden my bike in the last few months -- and for more than a mile or a spin around the neighborhood.  I bought a little computer thingy to attach my bike to tell me how hard I'm not working when I feel like I'm pedaling like mad.  I even wear padded bike shorts with...well, not pride, but with enough swagger to acknowledge that I prefer comfort over style. Beyond that?  I'm still learning.  The supposed thrill of flying down a hill with the wind in my helmet has yet to replace the cramp in my hand as I desperately ride my brake and hope I stay upright.  If I want a drink along the way, I best be pulling over to the side of the road becau

Happy 2016!  It's hard to believe that another year has come and gone.  As is usually the case, talk this time of year centers around resolutions.  While I have a thing against them (as I've written about before), I also see this time of year as a push of the reset button.  In taking stock of a few things in my life, I realized that my reset button was surrounded by big arrows and a "Push Me!" sign that couldn't be ignored. I tried really hard last year to live a healthier life.  I started running (well, shuffling, but still).  I ate better.  It was hard, but I saw results.  After taking the cohabitation leap with my guy I started to notice that some of my results were positive but some were not.  As it happened, Boyfriend was feeling the same way.  He has had some physical fitness goals he has been chasing our entire relationship, and he was frustrated at his lack of progress.  As 2015 came to a close we both seemed to have stalled.  Yet there was that reset