As Wheezy as a weasel

 Upon reflection, weasels probably don't wheeze that must. They look fairly sleek for the most part and are probably pretty fit. Unless they wheeze due to allergies. They are pretty close to the ground. They probably breathe in a lot of dust and whatnot. Although they almost certainly would have adapted and evolved with either longer legs or resilient lungs by now had allergies been a common problem for weasels since the dawn of time*.

Regardless of the biological accuracy of the simile, it is safe to infer from the title that I am wheezy.

I am wheezy. Still. Puffed. Huffed. Out of breath.

Why, one might very well want to inquire, am I so short of breath? The answer can be summed up in 5 words:

Teachers versus Students Indoor Soccer

We teachers put on a brave front but alas (for my part anyway) were too unfit and uncoordinated to stand much of a chance. (Although I must say a couple of the teachers seemed to be pretty capable). I was exhausted after about 5 minutes of running around and the younguns didn't seem remotely puffed.

The humilating thing is it wasn't even a student soccer team. It was just a bunch of Year 10 students from one fo my classes that wanted to play against their teachers. They bested us with their advanced run-around-and-not-get-exhausted young person skills.

I really must start exercising these holidays. I do not think that it is right to be quite so slobbishly unfit as I seem to be. Uh well. Maybe I challenge them to a teacher versus student spelling bee or scrabble game. I could probably win one of those. I've seen their spelling.

* "since the dawn of time" has recently become one of my favourite phrases. It comes from an amusing, although completely and utterly wrong, exam answer I had to mark a while ago. The students had to analyse a Cereal Ad for Hubbard's Good as Gold Cereal. There was a picture of Dick Hubbard's dog which was just there for the 'unexpected' humour value and to show what a nice family man Dick Hubbard is because he has a dog**. When answering the first question as to why the picture of Dick's dog was included in the ad, the student answer thusly:

"Since the dawn of time dog has been man's best friend. But now times have changed and cereal has replaced the dog as man's new best friend." (Note spelling errors have been corrected for the purposes of readability).

** Owning a dog does for a cereal magnate what kissing babies does for a politician. I wonder now if Hubbard will have to snog a pooch as part of his campaign for Mayor? Pretty terrifying prospect for the canine I should imagine.