I haven't been able to run in years. I need to drop quite a bit more than 15-20.
In other news, we had to take Jr. in for some sports physical therapy this week. He's complained for a good while about his knees. Turns out it's a problem with his arches. He needs $pecial in$ert$ for his athletic $hoe$. That ~should~ take care of the knee problem.
Oh, and get this. While Algebra and grades in general continue to be a struggle. He's in the top percentiles for all of the standardized testing.
Go figger.
>>Go figger.
Doesn't surprise me at all.
Let me tell ya, my mom truly thought I was slow. When I was in the sixth grade, she took me to a university and had me tested to see *how* slow...I was in low-average classes (this was in the 70s, you know.)
Come to find out that I read at a college level and tested just below genius on my IQ test! (I don't know how accurate those things are, but I'm just sayin'...) I tested higher in my IQ test than my brother who was in all gifted classes.
Unfortunately, my mom never could get over the idea that her daughter wasn't *slow*...it was her established opinion of me and I think she had intended to use it as a means to draw sympathy towards herself. "Poor me, I have a slow daughter."
It took years for me to even get over the idea...I still struggle with that opinion of myself, as you know.
All I can say is have faith and patience and all that intelligence that you know is in there will come out and he'll be just fine. I've said so all along! I remember when I first sat down in nursing school and started listening to the teacher lecture...I was enthralled. Fascinated! Almost obsessed with learning! Even the math, that I had always despised had a purpose and I had a desire to learn it.