If all goes accordingly, I believe I will start a series of blogs that intertwine the rest, called "welp, didn't see THAT coming..." It will be more of a short story time with daily happenings here in the sunshine state.
1. Last night I took a class at our local gym with my new friend Anna. We both had never gone to a step class before but took to it quickly. Walking in, our goal was to not stand out like a sore thumb, so we followed the regulars to the back of the room to grab a step and then did just as they did, made the step one stilt higher. All was going better than expected in the class. We started slow and Anna and I were not missing a beat. Like all instructors, intermittent his directions, he was looking in the mirror at all of us his Monday night guests. The moves are picking up and the sequences getting more lengthy as time passes but she and I are going to town. However, it was then that I noticed that the instructors eyes were more often on she and I then not. Now I cannot believe that I am the only one who frequently looks at the instructor in this position as to make sure that if I do mess up, I am not caught or either can quickly communicate that I have all under control... So, it was by this that I came to notice his not so much glances as stares. Sure enough, the sequence came... the one that tripped us up. But we kept to and watched a bit more carefully to recover. Only, the instructor left his spotlight and came to us. Bewildered, we kept going with the routine only now having lost the person we were mirroring. And then, right there in front of the class, stopping those in the class, he bent over and took the stilts off our boards. So... essentially we were doing the "Step" class on a bath math. Yep, didn't see that coming. I've been to classes where the instructor greets the new comers and answers any questions they may have (especially when he and I were outside waiting for the door to be unlocked together) but this is the first time I've had one approach me only for the sake of communicating to me that I am not proficient enough to do the regular course #iam #youretheinstructorofaSTEPclasstakeitdownafewnotches
#we'renotingeorgiaanymore #hostileenvironment #itwasn'ttheextra4inchesthatmademeforgetthesequence
2. Zach and I went to this welcome back bash #freefood, on friday night and it turned out most enjoyable. We were able to hang out with these two couples that we had met earlier, one of whom Zach went mountain bike riding the following morning with. But even more, we met more friends! In fact, while we were in line for food, Zach mentioned that he went to Lee and one guy a few people back was like, "no way! I went to school by there. Plus, I used to bike ride with a couple of professors there." Turns out, the bike club that Zach started at Lee was the very one that this boy rode with only a year later! So, Zach also went on a bike ride with this new friend that following weekend as well. Anyway, as refreshing as it was to see friendly faces, our table was too big for us and our already made friends. This meant we had to welcome newcomers as well. Totes no prob, this is my jam... i thought. The seat next to me was open and this girl kept eyeing it and then after meeting my eyes asked me if anyone was sitting there. I said, "Nope, all yours." She sat down and lifted her head again to exchange names but her eyes met my face and I could tell that the words she planned on coming out were hindered by a, clearly, much urgent message. "Oh! You...are..........a....ginger!" Yeah, didn't see that coming either. #boldstrategy #nottrue #youcanmoveseatsifyouwant
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