Group Kick "Disaster" Class

Before I get into the sequence of events, I just want to point out that the class wasn't really a "disaster." Perhaps "headache" would be a better word. Here's how it played out:

At about 5:06 pm, I got a phone call from another instructor asking if I would want to sub for the Wednesday night kick class. Its not her class, but she offered it to me because my Tuesday morning class was cancelled due to a school delay. I wasn't really aware of the time, and freaked out to see how much time I had to get the to gym...with no car.

I know that I could make it there in about 20 minutes on my bike, but I wasn't in my gear and I would have to pack clothes. I figured that I could make it so I ran around the house getting ready. Luckliy, I went to a class this morning and I never unpacked my bag. Yeah I know...a little gross, but it ended up saving me some time.

I was out the door at 5:10, hopped on the bike and sprinted as fast as I could to the gym.

I arrived right at 5:30 ran into the locker room to change and headed to the studio. At first, it looked like I was only going to have one participant, but two more arrived. All of them were new. Not that big of a deal, right? Let me continue...

Lexie, the instructor who called me, and I were working to get the sound system set-up, but found that someone messed with the cords so nothing was working. As a stall tactic, I went over the general basics with everyone while Lexie worked on figuring out the mess. She hit a road block so I looked at the rest of it and was able to figure it out. At this point...it was about 5:40 (ten minutes late at this point).

We got moving and everything was going fine. I wasn't able to spend too much time demonstrating some of the moves before each track since I had to make up time. Unfortunately, the participants had to figure everything out on the fly. They caught on, it just took a little time.

Because I use my iPhone as my iPod, I have to make sure to turn off phone calls (airplane mode) so the music doesn't get interrrupted. Normally, I do this...except today. In my haste to get rolling, I completely forgot. As luck would have it, my wife called right in the middle of track four. I didn't pick up, but I couldn't continue the track until she went to voice mail. That was a very awkward pause.

It was right about this time that I realized that I didn't have a water bottle. Actually, I had two bottles on my bike, but I never grabbed them when I got to the gym. I usually go through two bottles of water in this class and I had zero. There were two women who were in the lobby waiting for the next class (Boot Camp) to begin. I sort of know them, so I ducked my head out the door and asked if one of them could snag a water bottle out of the cooler and I grabbed the attention of a deskworker to ring me up. Not exactly my most graceful purchase, but I was desperate.

I got through the rest of the class without a problem. I felt a little bad that I came across as being disorganized with a group of new folks so I was overly apologetic. I just hope they come back.

On a side note, because we started late, I asked the Boot Camp instructor if it was alright that I run into his time to finish the class. He took his class outside to start while I was wrapping up and one of his people tripped on something and hurt himself pretty good. I could blame myself, but I'll pass it along to the idiot who screwed up the sound system.