Today, I read in the classroom in Brandon’s room. Actually, I didn’t read the book, since the teacher had done so recently. She asked me to focus more on the activities. So I had three activities planned for the class. Each of them went off without a hitch, but I was still very nervous about the whole thing, since it was more of me talking, and less “reading”, which is the easy part. The book was about telling the truth, so we talked about honesty, but also courage, integrity (that was a hard one!), responsibility, and perseverance. The kids were all signing their walk a thon shirts, and some of the kids came up to ask me to sign theirs, too! I thought it was so nice to be included with the class. I signed it “Ms. Mah.” When I was done, I went to the library to return my book, and I picked up a bunch more. I found some that have a character going to different cities, so I picked up one about Rome, Paris, London, New York, and Tokyo. I figured both kids could read it, and both could learn something new about different cities. (Brandon read about London tonight, while Peyton read a chapter about Paris). I came back home and got ready for the walk a thon. I was picking Brandon up from his class, which is something I haven’t done in a long time. We walked over and got ready for the start of the walk a thon. Each teacher was going to walk one lap with the students, then the kids were on their own. A lot of teachers actually walked, too, so it was great to see such great support. As always, each lap was about 1/4 mile. Brandon wanted to fill his card with 66 laps (the max before earning a new card), but he was all talk. He started running with his friends, while I chatted with moms I knew around the field. Then, when I saw he was walking, I joined him to “monitor”. He was doing well, but just chatting with his friends. They would run in spurts, but they were racking up lap after lap. At one point, his friends were lagging, and I told him they were slowing him down from his goal. I told him he needed 50 laps to get to Golfland. At around 25 laps, I had to push him. I bribed him with cotton candy at 40 laps. When he got to 40, it was in the middle of a double-punch zone, and he walked and cried because I didn’t give it to him. I didn’t want him to waste time during the lap eating, and I told him we’d go around again and get it. He was not having it. He subsequently missed the second double punch, but I grabbed the cotton candy from Dave, who was an honest hole puncher (the lady in charge of hole punching this year only “hired” her friends who she knew were honest). As he was eating the candy, I told him I was going to take it away (he started to run). That got him another half-lap or so. Then, after he was walking so slowly, I did take it away, and he chased me. That bought him another half-lap. He was really whiny, and he complained his legs hurt. We were in the home stretch, with about 8 laps to go in 45 minutes. When he reached 50 laps, he could stop, and we could go spend our tickets. But the problem was, we were running out of time! One by one, we counted down laps. With two laps to go, he told me he had to go potty. I told him to stick it out for two more laps, and he was so close to going to Golfland. He told me he wanted to quit! I wasn’t having it at all. I plead with him to keep going. Then, at lap 49, the double punch bell sounded. He got his first double punch, and then he slowed down to a walk, tapping out at 51. He’d reached his limit, and he submitted his card. He could barely walk, and he looked beat. We headed over for the fruits and veggies (he picked apples, celery, and carrots), which was free, then he got a baked good item (donut), and finally nachos. This is already in addition to the cotton candy, and otter pop, which was earned and consumed all by lap 5. He’d definitely earned all his junk food for today. He still had to drink water though 😉 (but he got lemonade and popcorn in the dad’s VIP lounge). Yuck to think about it, but he walked at least 12 miles…since there were only 3 double punch rounds this year (one per hour). We then headed to sit by the auction table, for the last 30 minutes. Auctions were being done all online, and we saw Brandon’s friend’s mom nearby, bidding on her phone. I had my phone, while Dave had his, trying to outbid another mom in the class. I was leading most of the way, but the price was being driven up by another unidentified mom. At 455 pm, I was holding steady, then another bid came in! I autobid to the next increment, and then by 458 pm, we were hoping that’d be it. The network became really slow, as everyone in the area was trying to outbid each other, including all of the walk a thon support team, who were also part of the auction team! So, we counted down the seconds, and we celebrated Brandon’s “Teacher for the Day” win. It was still $10 less than I was intending to spend, so I wasn’t totally disappointed. It was $15 higher than Brandon’s friend’s mom, who got the other day. I’d had to email her the other day, since she was bidding against me, when they were two spots. We are both hard-headed, so it worked out that we could communicate and separate our bids. At the auction, she even suggested if one of us didn’t get it, to split the cost! Genius…and the boys would’ve loved it! But turns out, both of us got it, and we all went home happy, and still friends 🙂 Since it took some time to check out and pay, we left by 520 pm from Brandon’s school. We left my car there and went with Dave, since he was parked closer. But he had to stop for gas, so we were on the road by 530pm. But there’s so much traffic then! I was hoping we weren’t late to pick Peyton up, because that would have been lame of us. There was really no reason (other than the auction) that we couldn’t have picked her up earlier. Last year, Dave brought her over, but he wasn’t working a shift last year like he did this year. We did finally make it over, by 550 pm, and she didn’t miss anything, as she wouldn’t have wanted to walk with us. We went to PMH (for pizza), so I think Brandon didn’t lose any weight today. He was able to pack back on any calories that were lost in the process of walking. Phew! While we were at dinner, he saw a friend, wearing the same walk a thon shirt each kid was given to wear (which totally makes it difficult to find your own kid! At least Brandon was wearing a hat that I could find him with) He said hello to her, and she said hi back, but looked a bit sheepish when she waved. Later, as we were reflecting how much he walked, and how proud I was of him, I told him that he wouldn’t have made it 51 laps if he hadn’t walked with me. He agreed! When all was said and done, he was a happy camper again, but it just took him some time to get there. Half of his baseball team is going to be so sore tomorrow, so hopefully the game will get rained out and they get a break!
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I got 17000 steps today in total. In the morning, after I’d left school, I had 2K. So, I put on an extra 15000 at the walk a thon.
