The "new blog" post

I'm not going to lie to you - this isn't the first blog I've started.  I tend to get really excited about some topic, and am always excited about the prospect of being a writer ... so 1+1=blog.  And then inevitably, life gets busy and I forget that I even have a blog.  Usually, I'm reminded when I try to comment on somebody else's blog and I log into my blogger account.  There it is, my poor neglected little blog.  So, all of this to say, who knows what will happen with this blog.  It may go on to become my life's great work.  Or I may never post again.  No promises.

So, here is the premise.  I work as a trainer for a large company based in the midwest.  Where I work and who my clients are isn't really the point of this blog.  While I really enjoy what I do, the really awesome part of my job is that I travel all over the country training clients.  I work hard during the day, and sometimes at night, but then I get to enjoy the current city at night.  My goal is for this to become a place where I can reflect on the things I've seen and the experiences I have on the road.

The name of the blog pays homage to my most recent career.  For not so very long, I was a middle school teacher.  I was very idealistic about why I wanted to teach, especially because I chose to work in a failing urban charter school.  What I discovered was a corrupt system that favored families and friends of decision-makers over the interests of children.  I received no support from my administration and found myself being the teacher I always hated - yelling and angry.  I wasn't doing any good for my students and I definitely wasn't doing myself any good.  I began reconsidering my options and decided to go corporate.  In those rare moments as a teacher when I actually got to TEACH, I loved it.  I have found few things in life that produce more of a rush than seeing somebody struggle with something and then finally [poof!] and it clicks.  Working as a trainer seemed like a good way to still teach, but not deal with the crazy of being in a school.

So, I looked for training jobs, applied, and here I am.  In Miami.  Seriously.  I am essentially living in Miami, enjoying all the sights, sounds, smells, and most importantly tastes of this beautiful city.  So, come back and check out the blog for stories, pictures, and very profound [sarcasm] insights about life in transit.