Fit Camp

Holy. Moly.

This week I started "Fit Camp". It is an 8 week, 2 times a week, workout 'camp' with a personal trainer and a group of about 10. Every Monday and Wednesday night we work out together with the trainer for an hour and then we have 'homework' every other day of the week. Along with the workouts she has given us different diets to go by.

This is probably going to be more difficult than any of the classes I am taking. We just started this week and I am finally feeling motivated and ready to go. This is exactly what I need and I am so ready to have someone kicking my ass into shape.

I am just hoping I can keep this motivation going through all 8 weeks and keep up with the homework/dieting along with my other crazy schedule.

So far, so good...I'll keep you updated. Today was camp day #2 and I can barely walk. YIKES!

"Every New Beginning Comes From Some Other Beginning's End"

I'd like to think of this as 'the beginning of the end'. Today was the first day of classes of my second semester senior year.
It's a crazy thought that this is it, these are the last classes i'll be taking in my undergrad experience. I haven't been able to wrap my mind around it since this year started.
I am now done with student teaching and back on campus.
I have very mixed feelings about everything in my life right now. Everything I feel contradicts eachother.
I am excited to be back on campus for my last semester and enjoy the actual 'college life' but I miss teaching and doing what I am passionate about. I am finding it hard to be interested in religion and music when all I want to do is be infront of the classroom. My classes aren't terrible though, today went well.
I am excited about the thought of graduation. I am excited about being a teacher and starting a new chapter in my life. I am excited to go back to living in Massachusetts. On the other hand, I am terrified of the unknown and the possibility of not finding a teaching job come September. I'm not sure that I am going to love living at home again and not in an apartment on my own. And I will miss the people at Salve.

I'm a planner and an organizer. I like to have thing in order and done ahead of time. I like to know where I am going and what I am going to be doing well in advance. I have never not known where I am going to be the following year. Right now I have no control over my life next September and that scares me. I'm just lucky I believe in 'everything happens for a reason'. I'm really hoping, however, that 'everything will happen exactly as I want it to'.

Only time will tell! For now I am going to make the most out of the next 4 months!