2011年2月2日水曜日

I huuuuurt

I hurt.

No, I ache.

Everywhere.

I'm no doctor so I can't be certain but I'm pretty sure I know what happened.

If you were driving down route 158 today about 9:30 this morning you might have seen me.

If you saw me you might understand what the problem is.

It seems pretty ridiculous now but I swear at the time it all made perfect sense.

Let me start at the very beginning...

I teach a great class of the cutest little two year old boys. Three of them. At this age I'm a huge believer in not overtly teaching them English but rather teaching in English. Or rather playing in English. So every week we do some songs and some games and read a book and we do an activity. Sometimes play dough, sometimes colouring or gluing or stickers or playing with water or whatever. Now, while the class is walkable distance from my house there's quite a difference in elevation which means that at times I still have snow up here while it's all melted down there. And the little kids love the snow. They scrape it off my car and make the world's itty-bittiest snowmen.

So, today I had a fabulous idea- I'd take a bucket of snow down for them to play with. They'd love it- a whole bucket of snow! And it would be one bucket less snow at my house, too- bonus!

The fabulous bucket-of-snow idea coincided with a let's-walk-to-work fabulous idea. No problem, I rugged up, put my walking shoes on, grabbed my bucket of snow and my messenger bag work bag and headed down the mountain. Within about 500m I realised I was overdressed. Phew... My thermal underwear really work. I shucked my gloves and stuffed them in my already overfull bag. The bucket-carrying thing was getting old really fast. It swung around with every step and kept bashing me in the leg. The messenger bag shoulder pad had slipped and the strap was cutting into my neck. I was wearing so many layers and a big scarf so it was really hard to keep the strap on my shoulder rather than my neck.

Funnily enough with all these issues my progress wasn't quite as fast as usual. I wasn't going to be late by any stretch but I like to be early. At least 20 minutes early. Especially in winter when I need to turn the heaters on to warm up the room. And I was looking like I wasn't going to be 20 minutes early. So I decided to run. Well jog, shuffle, bucket thwack, bag whack, jog, shuffle anyway. Of course it was only after I started running that I remembered that a) I was overdressed and b) that I get bronchial asthma and running in near freezing temperatures is definitely enough to set that off.

So, yup, if you were driving down route 158 this morning you would have seen a woman in a black wool jacket and running shoes carrying a big blue bucket of snow and a messenger bag and making very laboured progress with a jog, bag whack, shuffle, cough hack, jog, bucket thwack, wheeze, cough hack.

I made it on time of course.

The kids loved the snow.

But I'm sure I was quite the spectacle and I crippled myself in the process.

And that's why I huuuurt....

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