Weekend with a blast

Dear bloggie,

I can't remember the last time I felt so much fun. Sure I REALLY (capital letter, bolded n commented after to really highlight) struggle my verbal and tactile cueing, but I never experience such a sense of accomplishment since god knows when. Thinking about it now, perhaps it's the same feeling I had for Mathematics during my High School days.

It took me quite a long time to "click" with Maths. Never took maths seriously until form 1, where I got a REAL grilling for not completing my homework (The "Laziness" in strong in me since kid, Wahahahaha). That event really turn things around for me. My feeling to redeem myself turned into discipline which turned evolve into skill, pride and passion. 2-3 year later, Maths brought me confidence of being something or someone, rather than being a boring normal nobody. I probably had my best years of my life within that period of chasing Maths. Sure I closed my eyes to other things (other subject and "gals") from my life, but I was pretty contend chasing Maths. I would tingle during Math exam, the sensation of putting one's prided skill to the test. Back then I was looking forward, where Math would lead my life to... Fast forward, +10 years... I ponder where I went wrong. What the heck happened in between the way that had lead me here. Fate perhaps? Or bad career choice?

Anyway, pushing aside the top self reflection grumble (which I enjoy to do) above, I like to refocus my rant on how AWESOME tis weekend has been which is why I'm sitting here with a sore lumbar (due to sitting too much) in this early wee morning infront of my computer instead of cozying in my tempting bed sheets behind me right now. When I arrive at the studio for my 1st day course, I already was counting my blessing when I was introduced to the pretty chun babe trainer (Hallelujah!). Despite what people b*tch or say, it's really helpful to one's learning if your trainer is something "pleasant" to look at (Well, at least for me, lol).  So, we started off with a mat class by the trainer as sorta intro to the exercises we are about to learn on that day. The class was "great" (probably cause it's just the simple and intermediate exercises which will be taught in this course).

So during the course of these 2 days, I was taught how to organize a class (flow of exercises), how to do the exercises properly, how to teach the exercise (emphasis, faults, watch list, cue, modifications, who shouldn't do), and some hands on. I find the theory part edible but my hands on SUX to the MAX. My mind tend to freeze whenever I was given the instructing task, whenever I see the word "Inhale" (Starting phrases for the exercise) from the manual, my mind go blank and coupled with my verbal issue... -_-' I probably seriously question my ability to be an instructor. Yet again I learned so much from this course, how/what/why/when to cue, correct, look for faults... I seriously wished I could video tape the whole experience down so I can rewatch it again (and again and again...), cause I doubt I could catch all the knowlege that has been given due to my slow learning ability which tend to comprehend rather than memorize first (terrible short terms memory). I always am a believer of the best way to learn a skill is perhaps to watch as much time as possible someone that has master that skill do it. Also, 6-7 hour of nothing but pilates is really intoxicating... It's really feel like it's purging out all my negative feelings towards my normal dull life.

However I do have to some complain on the short period of time. While intense, I would think splitting this 2 days to perhaps 3-4 days would be better as the information provided is perhaps "too much" to be absorb in a 2 day period. And it's also abit taxing on the physical side as well. I been probably doing around equivalent to a 3 hour pilates class for 2 days and while I feel rejuvenated, my mind and body is perhaps stretch to the limit (Not to mention, I need to work today).

Finally, I got to drive the pretty trainer back to the hotel... Hahaha, been quite sometime since a girl graced her presence in my car... Cross my finger the final course will be this trainer as well. I personally think female are better teachers than male.