I am now back at the gym and enjoying putting my new body through it's paces. Only problem is that when I went to spin last week I didn't even work up a sweat.
Disappointed in the lack of motivation dispelled by the instructor I started looking for other avenues to fitness. I couldn't find something that was on the days and times I needed. My next move was to look at a personal trainer, but they are $$.
So today I went back to my gym and tried an Athletics 101 group training session. OMG! I found my Mojo. My lunges were burning, the sun was shining on my face and although I thought I might die, I was ALIVE.
It got me to thinking what a difference it makes to have the right person in the right job. How important is it that my waxing lady knows how to make candles? I want her to know which way to pull that wax in the most gently brutal way possible. Hears hoping I will never need a lawyer, but how important is it that he has sat his bar exam and doesn't get stage fright. I don't care if he is a member of the local choir and performs in church each Sunday. Just plead my case.
So back to the gym instructor. Her job is to motivate, entertain and inspire her class. Yes it is a big ask but this is what she signed up for. The instructor I encountered did none of this. She put the group down, she sung to herself and would get the tracks/exercise wrong. Sorry love but your class has been crossed off my list.
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