Weekend in Review


Nothing Much, but All of it Very Nice.
The owner of the studio where I teach came to my Saturday Yoga class. That last sentence feels like it should be done up in flashing orange and red. She had been talking about coming to sit in on one of my classes for the last six months, and finally did it on Saturday. Lest I leave the obvious unsaid, it is pretty darn nerve-wracking to teach someone who has been your teacher. One of the small saving graces of the particular lesson plan I had prepared is that it is very slow and works deeply on breath as it relates to movement. This is the kind of thing that's right up Dee's alley.

One of the most valuable lessons I have learned is not to try to pretend that I am invincible when I teach a class. Prepared, yes. Well-trained, yes. Knowledgeable, I hope so. But invincible, no. So I said right up front, "If I seem like I have a bit more nervous energy than usual, it's because my boss is here." The students smiled reassuringly, and we got on with things. Dee had lovely things to say after the fact, and I feel just that little bit more at home in my "teacher's seat."

On Sunday, the Macht Nichts had their last game of the season, and I was actually able to attend. Most of their games have been morning games this season, which conflicts with my Sunday morning Yoga class (I subbed for my usual teacher this Sunday as well). I was privileged to witness the fact that the team has well and truly gelled. They play as a team, rather than as a group of disparate individuals. Alicia and I sat on the grass with Mac, chatting about nothing much and watched the game, which was much more concentrated on the offense than usual. With less than five minutes left on the clock, just as we had resigned ourselves to a scoreless last game, Guillermo fired off the soccer equivalent of a Hail Mary pass -- and scored. A win for the team in the maroon shirts, and a nice way to round out the season.
Posted: Monday - June 20, 2005 at 08:34 AM         | |

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