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Celebrating. . . in free verse for April Poetry…

Thursday's Run
I think it's been about a week since I last ran, so I lace up and head out. My itchy ankle distracts my warm up walk, and suddenly my app tells me to start. So I start, and I'm slow. I can't believe it's been only a week. What kind of person am I thinking I can run? I can't run. But I do. So I go, I will myself not to look at my pace. That will just depress me! Instead I remind myself of my first runs: Run for 90 seconds, walk for 60, repeat. My phone rings, I ignore, my music comes back, softer than before. I am annoyed. I can't get my music loud enough, my pace fast enough, my stride long enough. It's warm, and I like to run in the cold. I'm crazy, crazy for running, crazy for not running. I think it's been more than a week. Maybe it's been two. This run is not fun.  But at least I'm running. This is not a good run, but it is A run. And my next run will be better. It better be better.

Getting Report Cards Done
Papers piled, late work too, kid blog posts & comments, emails, google docs. I'm overwhelmed. Stressed. I could blame snow days, delays, spring break. Instead I blame myself:  I got in over my head, I was tired, I was busy, I accepted so much late work. Too much. But I finished! Report cards and comments are entered, and a new blank slate called "The 4th marking period" has begun!