PickledCherub

For the past three weeks I've been fully immersed in Pilates. I even had a dream about it. Mostly it was a video montage of all the Pilates I've been doing, in my studio here, in my studio in Seattle, at the Community Center, at Community College, in Martha's apartment, etc.

I started teaching my first class last week at the Community Center. The first hour was intensely horrifying for me. A bunch of people were at the wrong room (no fault of their own), and so we started late, and I was nervous and sweaty, and so I blabbed on about Pilates and we really hardly got through the exercises. No one wa listening to me, or understanding what I was saying, and there were a couple of people who didn't want to curl their head up because of their necks, and I was like "What am I doing wrong?! Why is this impossible?" When the hour was over, everyone seemed pretty happy and even a few people came up to me to talk about private things. It was like they didn't even notice how terrible I was!

Talking to my teachers about the experience, they all said their first class was horrible too, and that it takes a while to find your voice. My second class went much better (there were only four people, but also one toddler and one baby). It is still difficult, and yesterday I totally forgot to teach the Roll-up. The whole class felt strange to me because I knew I had left something out, but couldn't remember what.

This week I start my observation hours at the studio. I get to watch the other teacher teach. Our focus this week is . . . FEET! Observation is nice because I get to just watch and take notes. It's interesting to see which clients want to talk, and which ones keep quiet. Talking doesn't necessarily mean losing focus, but it also is a good way for a client to avoid too much exercise.

School up in Seattle has been really great so far. I love the teachers and my colleagues come from very interesting backgrounds. Plus I get to spend time with Katie and Alice. Next time I go up I'm going to try to see some other people too. But after six hours of Pilates I get kind of tired and just want to eat dinner and sit by the fire.

The wedding was great! I think I might publish my sermon on the mount, but I'm so tired right now! We have no concrete plans for our ten minutes in NYC, but hope to see the majority of friends. Chris' sister is so sweet and cute and we're in a comfy room in Park Slope.

I'll write some more when I get a chance.

I'm sitting in the Family Room in Madison. There is a lovely group of people outside but I am taking a break from the Mosquitoes!

Amanda is talking to Wylie, her lover, and I'm just trying to keep my cool. Tomorrow I marry the lovely couple, and I'm only a teeny bit nervous.

So, we're going to a wedding! Lindsay's wedding! I even wrote out a first draft of the ceremony. I've got my ducks in a row, now it's time to put them in a suitcase.

French Bingo tonight was a no-show. Just me and Emily, the manager, talking bout break ups. I had a sandwich, and refused payment. I did not do a thing, why should I get paid?

I will be back the 17th, so I guess we'll chat then!

For those of you who do not use an rss reader, this should come as no surprise: I have re-prettied my blog! It's a fast and dirty fix, with no side bar or anything, but who looks at side bars anymore? Go ahead, ch-ch-ch-check it out, if you dare!

I guess that no news is usually good news, but in my case it's more a matter of finding the time to write. And it's not a matter of time so much as desire, since often I'd rather do anything else but write in my blog. It's become sort of a bane, sort of a blister that I keep playing with. But I have some good news, some exciting news, some updates.

I got my first job in my newly chosen career path! I'm going to teach Pilates at a community center near my house. Also, I found a program, a teacher training program in Seattle, and I'm going to do it! Which means that if you live in Seattle I would love to be your house guest every once in a while! About once a month? Hope that's cool!

I still have to write Lindsay's wedding ceremony. It is a very intimidating task, I must say.

It's been raining here, finally, for the first time this summer, and poor Charlie deserves a trip to the river.

I am so tired right now. We didn't get dinner on the table until 11:30 last night. Anyway, I have a Spanish test in an hour on the past tense and I don't know it and I'm in a grumpy mood. I just want to go to sleep! GRAR!

All of our houseguests have been great but I'm just plain worn out. On the schedule tonight: warm bath, book, early to bed!