I almost titled this “Back to the Salt Mine” but it seemed that Back In School was actually better. Today was my first day in a class room as an enrolled student, yes taking a class, in 23 years. It was fun. It was interesting. And things have certainly changed.
Last fall, I read a book called The 10 Minute Cognitive Workout. I was skeptical, but I tried it and got amazing results. And quickly – almost instantly. This book explained a thing called cognitive reprogramming. Reprogram the executive centers in your brain and the rest of you body falls into line. It really only takes 10 minutes each day. It really works. I’ll describe my experiences, tests, and trials in other posts.
Last fall, I read a book called The 10 Minute Cognitive Workout. I was skeptical, but I tried it and got amazing results. And quickly – almost instantly. This book explained a thing called cognitive reprogramming. Reprogram the executive centers in your brain and the rest of you body falls into line. It really only takes 10 minutes each day. It really works. I’ll describe my experiences, tests, and trials in other posts.
Having been bitten by the bug of unexpectedly good results, I did a little reading and found this other thing called neuroplasticity. In neuroplasticity, our brain is constantly changing and adapting to the things and environments we experience. And to make things even sweeter, our brain is constantly growing new brain cells. So, if we are going to tend a garden lets go for a great crop.
I sat today in that purposefully uncomfortable student desk and took the first lecture in my Psychology 101 course. (It is 102 in the course catalog but that just indicates a way better introductory class). The professor launched us off with the usual line “so much to cover, so little time” – don’t be disappointed – which is secret academic speak for I am going to kick your butt and if you can keep up you will learn a lot.
My hover board is stowed away. My text book at the ready. In class today, I see that most material is introduced on the web and not in the classroom. You can literally drown in all the stuff a department staff can link into a course web page. But hey, we’re paying for this and a lot of the posted stuff is really good. I haven’t experienced online quizzes yet or take home exams or papers written in the internet age. It will be fun. Psychologically, I’ll probably finish as a better man. Or at least a smarter man.
I sat today in that purposefully uncomfortable student desk and took the first lecture in my Psychology 101 course. (It is 102 in the course catalog but that just indicates a way better introductory class). The professor launched us off with the usual line “so much to cover, so little time” – don’t be disappointed – which is secret academic speak for I am going to kick your butt and if you can keep up you will learn a lot.
My hover board is stowed away. My text book at the ready. In class today, I see that most material is introduced on the web and not in the classroom. You can literally drown in all the stuff a department staff can link into a course web page. But hey, we’re paying for this and a lot of the posted stuff is really good. I haven’t experienced online quizzes yet or take home exams or papers written in the internet age. It will be fun. Psychologically, I’ll probably finish as a better man. Or at least a smarter man.