After jumping in to save her athlete, Andrea Fuentes said- 'We push through limits and sometimes we find them.' A practical response to being asked about Anita Alverez fainting while swimming. A practical response that sits well with the 'get things done' crowd. I try and think of an educational equivalent and come up terrifically short. Go ahead, Google the story. You'll see my challenge. What have we made so common of an occurrence, that even we are tired of hearing our stories? There was once bounce in our discussions, in the trials, and the tribulations of our day. 'Wow, what a story! Well let me tell you what happened today!' I remember a time I could show up at any party and regale a moment from school to the non teacher crowd and it would be met with astonished looks and earnest OMG's. Those days have passed. Those stories have lost their magic. We float out of harm's way the moment we lock tired eyes with any of our colleagues. Something in this swimmer's story rhymes with this time of the year. There are teachers I know that are at their limits. Some are sinking. Some have sunk before. Some are seeking medical counsel. Some did not even notice that they drowned. And I just received a message on one of my digital classrooms- 'Hey cluff! You ready for summer?' I am not sure. I am suddenly realizing that each of us are so deep in our stories- that this year, even these last two years, has made our shared experiences questionable. It's funny though, talking about trips, and camps, and summer plans has not made my readiness any firmer. Fuentes has said that this is not the first time her swimmer has fainted during a competition. The drowning while working metaphor is not lost on me. Two years of meeting obstacles along a path is not the same as two years of achieving goals. Some time off from being consumed by the work; another metaphor I know; would be a nice change. That is a summer I am ready for.