I attend exercise three mornings a week (well, I’m supposed to go three mornings a week), and the woman who leads us is taking courses to certify as a yoga instructor. When she needs to be away for the occasional class, she invites me to fill in for her.
\nI spent some time working on “cheat sheets” for the class. I can’t remember the moves and call them without reminders, so I use poster board and write out the moves. We tape them to the top of the mirrors in the dance studio, and I stand in the center of the front row.
\nI bit off more than I can chew this time. I wanted to try to create the same exercises we have been doing for the past two or three weeks. That meant that I would have to call four new cardio exercises! FOUR!! And, of course, I didn’t leave myself adequate time to rehearse. I got a LOT of exercise in this past week, trying to learn to call those routines.
\nThings were going well Friday morning. I managed to get us through about twenty minutes of exercise, and we were coming up to the last two cardio songs and a cool down. We had almost finished the third cardio when I stopped in place. Of course, they all did, too. I’d been calling the moves for cardio four to the music for cardio three!
\nDuh! I just can’t believe my ears didn’t realize what I was doing. And, do you know, not ONE of the class told me something was wrong! I was going to skip the last cardio and go on to the cool down and stretching, but they liked the song and were willing to repeat all the moves.
\nClearly, I’ll need to practice a LOT before I sub again in two weeks. I’m lucky the class is filled with such nice people. We got our exercise in, and that was what mattered, but I’m truly embarrassed!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I attend exercise three mornings a week (well, I’m supposed to go three mornings a week), and the woman who leads us is taking courses to certify as a yoga instructor. When she needs to be away for the occasional … Continue reading