I thought going to the gym for some weight training therapy would help. I pounded out 2.2 miles and then went to the platform to do some heavy deadlifts. Deadlifts are my favorite weight training exercise because they work everything and I feel like a badass. They usually cheer me up, especially when I can pick up 185 lbs off the ground. That's me plus another small child! Well, I got done with my routine and I only felt a little bit better. I think Wednesday is going to be really hard.
Trying to deadlift my way out of the funk.
I got home and ate my usual snack of grapes and strawberries and an egg. I cut back on the protein shakes because I felt like my kidneys weren't really appreciating all of the protein I was eating. Moe was waiting for me like he always does. I got him right after the ex and I broke up and I was the saddest I've ever been in my entire life. I hated sharing Milo, so I decided to get a dog that I could have all to myself. Moe was the perfect choice. He is just such a huge lover. Everyone who ever meets him says how much they love him and want to steal him. Most people say, "I usually hate little dogs, but he's a good one!" He has a way of knowing exactly when you're sad and making sure you're okay. He's fantastic.
Trying to cheer me up.
My mood got better when boy and I started making dinner. We talked and laughed as we usually do. I made fajitas and salad and he made kale chips and chopped the watermelon. I made my fajitas into a huge taco salad because I try really hard not to eat grains. It happens sometimes, but I avoid them most days of the week. I also don't eat gluten, and the only tortillas we have in the house are flour.
Cutting up some watermelon.
My massive taco salad.
After I ate, I definitely started feeling less sad. We were all laughing and joking. I remembered that this isn't the end of the world. I've been in this classroom for 5 years and it feels like my home. I knew that it would be ending this year as I embark on my journey to become an actual teacher. I just don't do well with change. I will cry. I will be sad. But then I will start school and I will have a new normal. Until then, I will be happy that I have a job that makes me cry when I think about leaving it. Not everyone is that lucky.
I leave you with a picture of Moe and my mom at dinner tonight. He's the most spoiled dog in the world.