I am glad that � because my company is still working from home (some folks are still completely bunkered in their houses) � I�ve been able to train in the mornings. Besides Tim, none of the instructors and only...
I am glad that � because my company is still working from home (some folks are still completely bunkered in their houses) � I�ve been able to train in the mornings. Besides Tim, none of the instructors and only some sporadic blues can come in the mornings right now, which means if Tim can�t be there, I�ve been able to step in and teach so we at least have class. I�ve now taught a total of 10 times in the last 3 months.
I feel completely inadequate each time. And also a bit annoyed at myself for feeling that way, because I�ve been training a long time and so I ought to know how to teach some things. But I still near-panic.
On the other hand, teaching white belts is sometimes hilarious, like when you watch one try to drill to the other side and his brain just breaks and he sits there & stares into the distance. It is also fun to see them try the thing I just taught them, even if they do try it out on me first, lol.
Even three months in, training twice a day, three days a week, is still tiring. We have Saturday morning open mats again, but I�ve only been to the one about a month ago to work with the new blue belt lady. (Unfortunately our schedules do not overlap right now, so I haven�t gotten to train with her since then.) Instead I�ve been spending Saturday mornings on projects around the house. Last weekend I painted my kitchen from an orangey-red (which was oh so glorious in the early morning sun) to the same mid-gray that�s in the rest of the house. Because it�s a vaulted ceiling above the cabinets and because I�m short, this involved me standing on a step-stool on top of the counters so I could reach the top of the wall. (No one ever said I was all that smart, lol. But it worked out.) The kitchen is now even more glorious; I think it always wanted to be gray and just didn�t know how to tell me.
