The littles, Paul and Molly, don't even register what a report card is. Molly failed knowing her address, which is fair because we just moved. Paul failed hopping on one foot, so I asked him to show me how he hops on one foot. The results were hilarious. Oh my, I wish I could have had video!
(No, they don't give little kids "F" grades, but each school has a different system of number or letter grades for littles, so "failed" is a good way to tell you they got the lowest score possible.)
Well, I feel like the lower picture. My sister, Kate, is virtual-training me by sending me spreadsheets of my plan, while I text her the results of my runs and walks. It keeps me accountable, which is good because there are a lot of reasons not to leave the house. On Friday's I have to run with the jogger, which is not my favorite thing to do. That said, I'm enjoying myself 60% of the time, so that's nice.