As mentioned earlier this week, our school had arranged to take students to see "Selma". I did a little background on the events in Selma, but certainly did not have the depth of understanding of all the people involved. What a phenomenal experience. I cried at least three times, uncaring if any student saw me. It was so powerful, and I urge you to see it! I'm looking forward to the rich discussions we'll have in class tomorrow, even though words fail me when I think about the sacrifices and trials of this time in our history.
Prior to starting the day, my brain woke me up 30 minutes before my alarm. I figure it was payback for sleeping in on Tuesday. I had time for a hearty toast with pb and banana:
Some edamame hummus and crackers in the afternoon.
A really, really hard 45 minute spin class. I started coughing in class, and continue to cough more than I have in over a week. Apparently pneumonia did a real number on my lungs, and they are not liking this four workouts in a week situation. I'm going to dial it back next week to two or three (my coughing is more wheezy than bronchial spasm this time). Back to letting my body be in charge, instead of my agenda.
Also, I lost my wallet on the way out of class, and noticed it when I got home. Luckily, I was able to get a hold of someone and drive back - to find it wholly intact on the floor. Whew! When I returned home a second time, I was hungry and wanted something quick: angel hair pasta with soy crumbles and marinara to the rescue.
What a day! See you this weekend...