So this is now my life every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning... why do I put myself through these terrible experiences?

No I'm not in the military, I'm putting myself through work out hell every morning. Right now my fingers that I'm using to type this post is about the only thing I can move in my body right now. The first day we did a fitness test, 1 mile, crunches for 1 minute, and push ups till you maxed out. On Monday we did a hellish cornucopia of exercises: A mile run, dips, push ups, sit ups, running lifts, squats, lunges, bear crawls, at an unstoppable rate. I mean it really sucked, especially being at 5:30 in the morning, but after it was all over I felt great. And hopefully at the end of the month when the class is over my body will feel great too.

Other than that my life has been pretty much the same. Working at Lifesteps. I've started with my new groups. I'm having a hard time separating myself from the kids. Its hard going home for the day and knowing or really not knowing what is going to happen to them when they go home. I find that its been hard for me to fall asleep without scanning through each name, each face, each story and praying over each one. Sometimes I've found that my irritability and my impatience with people after work is because of things that I come across at work. I've never really connected that before, but it makes sense.