First Day of Kindergarten

As the youngest of six children, I was both exceedingly excited and anxious to begin school. What does this have to do with being the youngest? Because I heard positive and negative stories about kindergarten, and the only good stories were from my brother Stephen. I attended the same elementary school that all of my siblings had attended, and we even had the same teacher: Mrs. Robinson. Yup, Simon and Garfunkel. 

I’m certain I had been told numerous times what to expect, but, in my anxiety/excitement, I was only focused on myself. My mother joined me as we waited for the bus to arrive. I sat down in the first available seat which happened to be on the first row behind the drive.r

My first day (half day, as I attended the afternoon session) of school was wonderful, and I didn’t want it to end! But end it did, and as we left the school the buses were waiting for us. I thought, “I was told to be sure to take the bus home.” And I mistakenly thought that any bus would take me home, so I got on a bus, took my seat (once again on the first row behind the driver) and planned what I say to my family upon my return. 

As other students began to be dropped off at their homes I began to realize that the neighborhood look unfamiliar. Fear began to set in, and I began to quietly cry, as I was convinced that I would never see my home again. The bus driver noted my anxiety and coaxed my name from me and used the CB radio to communicate the mishap. The time was interminable, but we finally arrived at the end of the route. Yes, I was the last person remaining on the bus. I was overjoyed when I saw my mother waiting for me! How did she know what to do? Although I haven’t asked her, I can only imagine the emotions she should must have been experiencing. Nothing, however, could compare the the overwhelming sense of dread and mortality that I experienced that day.  

I have fond and painful memories of kindergarten. In retrospect, it’s clear my concept of self had already been developed.

I had a cold this past week. I hate being sick, for when I’m under the weather I can’t recall a time when I wasn’t sick and I can’t imagine getting better.

10 RFT
10 fast strokes on rower for meters
10 strict & unbroken ring pushups
3 unbroken presses @ 95#
6-count strict HSPU, 3 seconds up and down
~Rest~
1 strict C2B pull-up every 15 second for 5 minutes then 2 strict C2B pull-ups for 2.5 minutes

I wanted and upper body workout and that’s what I got. No missed reps. I rowed about 1,100m

10 RFT
250m sprint row
5 strict pull-ups
10 strict HR pushups
15 air squats
20 Abmat situps

I finally felt better and decided upon an endurance workout. Mission accomplished. I completed only the first 2 rounds of pull-ups in unbroken reps and the remainder in sets of 3 & 2.

Impeach, impeach, impeach.

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