Showing posts with label jazzercise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jazzercise. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

One Down!

I resolve…

The year is only 31 days old, so I don’t think it’s too late to have resolutions.  I’ve had these since January 1, but I think my odds of success are greater if I put them in cyberspace so my dozens of readers can hold me accountable.
These aren’t life changing resolutions – simply projects that are better to begin with a new year.  I believe if you have an epiphany regarding faith or health those changes should take place immediately, not at the first of the year.
1.       I will find another location to have Jazzercise classes.  The YMCA is beating me down for many reasons.  Mainly I refuse to compete with Zumba, Zumba Gold, Zumba Toning and effing Aqua Zumba!  Zumba seems to be the only type of dance widely accepted in the town so wherever I end up, it’ll be like having my own personal Speak Easy.
An update:  ONE DOWN!  Resolution met!  Beginning February 7th there will be Jazzercise at the Rec. Center of – wait for it…  First Baptist Church!!!  Husband asked if they understood that secular music and dancing was involved.  With that knowledge they STILL wanted the class.  This is divine intervention at its finest.  Truly, I can’t wait to see what God wants me to learn through this experience.
2.       Someone or some entity will pay me actual money to write.  As much as I love ranting in my tiny corner of cyberspace, not long ago people paid me well to write.  Even though I haven’t lived in the GTSA for 20 years, I believe that some little non-profit could use my services for a grant or article or whatever.  Who knows maybe I will find someone who wants commentary laced with sarcasm and acerbic wit… I’ll not hold my breath for that one.
3.    I will accept a compliment when someone is kind enough to pay one to me.  Why can’t I just say “thank you” when someone tells me they like my food or my shoes or thinks I’ve lost weight (they’re just lying so we won’t do pushups in class) or whatever.  I think on a molecular level I can’t do this, but I’ll give it a go. 
4.  Speaking of pushups – I want to do AT LEAST 25 military pushups!  I know it’s not a lot, but it’s an achievable goal. 
5.    I will be happy with my house.  My house is perfectly lovely and I’m lucky to have it.  It has several large flaws that prevent it from meeting our needs.  Right now that’s just too bad.  Selling this house and moving is not something that is feasible right now.  I’m going to have to get over it.
6.    I’m going to whole heartedly commit to leading my church ladies group.  I reluctantly agreed to be president this year, but the job deserves better.  I’ll give it 100% and we’ll see what happens!  It’s only a matter of time before I piss off the old ladies of other groups.  But when it happens I'll try to be adult about it - meaning, I'll try not to cry.
7.    Realize I have friends and be a friend a friend would like to have.
8.    Gripe less (yeah, right)
9.    Cuss less (DAMMIT that’s gonna be hard!)
10   Go to bed every night having said “thank you” to God and to at least one other person
11.  Learn to stand up for myself and fight for what’s right.  Currently I have a washing machine that’s NOT paid for, barley 2 years old and is a broken P.O.S (does that count as cussing????) I call Whirlpool ready to read them the riot act and what do I do?  I back down.  Me:  So you’re telling me that there nothing you’ll do for my washer that’s not 2 years old, not paid for, eats my clothes and is perpetually broken?  Whirlpool:  Yep  Me:  Alrighty then…  I must do better than this.
12.  Go camping with my family (Just kidding!  NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!)
Wish me luck!  I’ll need it!

Sunday, October 9, 2011

If you ever go to group exercise classes: Read and Heed!

As a person who’s been leading fitness classes for 5 years (Jazzercise), I’ve come up with a few “truths,” if you will, that I’ll share.  So before you go to your next class¸ maybe, just maybe, you’ll see your instructor a little differently.
Don’t be a GAWKER!
Me, last summer -
belly and all. People stood
 outside and pointed at me
No one likes a gawker.  You know who you are!  You stand outside the classroom or just inside and you stare.  On occasion you point and stare.  Sometimes you’re just curious about what the class is.  Even if the instructor is 8 months pregnant, you don’t get to stare.  Sometimes the look on your face, and body countenance reveals your disdain and disapproval of the exercise format.  Or you’re a creepy man who wants to watch women dance.
In my class you get 20 seconds to stare, them I’m doing one of two things.  I’ll either stop the class, and call out to you to join us, or I’m reporting you as a weird voyeur.
You dance a dance class!  You don’t observe one!  I’m not giving a performance. 

Don’t be a TALKER!
Talkers are those to stand around after class is over and visit.  Not just for a few minutes but 10 – 20 minutes or more.  At my center in Texas I felt more confident about pleasantly asking these people to move along, but in Cleveland, it’s different.  Even though I have a microphone and there’s music playing over speakers, two or more people in an involved conversation is DISTRACTING TO ME AND OTHERS TAKING THE CLASS.  Just leave the room and talk all you want. 
It’s an exercise room, not a conference room and you’re not that special that you get to break the rules.

Fitness Professionals
With the exception of the “faddish” exercise programs that come and go, most who lead exercise classes truly are fitness professionals.  The “faddish” ones are those that for $200 and one Saturday afternoon, you can be “certified” to lead a program.  A free T-shirt is usually involved.  Really?  There is usually much training, testing and evaluation involved. 
So if I tell you to keep your knee in line with your ankle or to keep your weight in your heels, just go ahead and do it.  You don’t need to come up to me after class with suggestions of exercises that would be better.  Believe me, with my program, I’m browbeaten enough… I get critiqued and judged over and over.
Give the Instructor a tiny break, would you?
From time to time, not often, your instructor is going to have an “off“ day.  Just to keep in mind, for that any given class she has to be in charge of the safety of everyone in the class, a fickle sound system and microphone, the quality of the workout, knowledge of the material, being engaging and interesting, making it fun, and how successful you feel your workout is.  With experience, one can nail this most every time.  But other days….  On occasion my feet, words and movements don’t marry properly.  What makes it harder is that I do the class mirror image.  So, sometimes my actual right side and my Jazzercise right side become confused.  Leading exercise is not, of course, fighting terrorism, rocket science or brain surgery, but is harder than it looks.
She who has the mic is in charge!
Give the Substitute the BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT
You teach exercise classes because it’s a hobby for which you have a passion -not money.  Believe me.  Instructors don’t make $20 a class usually.  Twenty dollars for an hour’s work is not bad, but that’s not considering the music, iPod, clothes, shoes, gasoline and prep time. 
The vast majority of instructors are WOMEN.  Most have a job and/or children to manage.  So substitutes are a fact of life.  For $15 or less no one can justify working out with a stomach virus or leaving a sick child.  Students should be prepared for this. 
Certainly, they are paying customers and deserve the workout and format they’re expecting and paying for.  But that’s in a perfect world.  When I’m sick or have a child I’m trying to get to the doctor, the first person with a pulse I reach is going to get to teach my class.
As the customer you can be disappointed.  But don’t be rude or just plain ugly.  Saying hateful words to me is unnecessary and makes you look small.  If you come to class one time and the format is not exactly what you expected, why not try it?  I always say when I sub, “If you stay, you’ll burn 600 calories, if you leave you’ll burn none…..”  If you still think you need to leave, fine.  But don’t tell the instructor how mad you are or how horrible her program is.  It’s hurtful, truly.  And I’m doing the class to try to help someone…

Don’t GO ROUGE on the sub
The substitute knows the workout is different, but she’s doing her dead level best to make it fun and effective.  If it’s a dance based workout, you might not like my format the best, but I defy you to tell me that you didn’t like the music, you didn’t get a great workout and that you didn’t enjoy at least some of the moves.
Don’t start doing your own choreography in the middle of the set.  I’m running the show.  If you don’t want to follow my lead, then you need to leave and not go rouge.  Doing your own dance in the middle of my workout is disrespectful and cruel, and you know it.  Moreover, you’ve made yourself look like an ass. 
If you have to leave early….
Again, the instructor is in charge of the safety of everyone in the room.  If you leave abruptly, I’m going to worry that you are sick or injured.  If you don’t want to tell me in advance, you can give me a pleasant wave and a smile when you leave, even if you don’t mean it. 
OK, so rant over.  I love teaching exercise classes and look forward to doing it nearly every day.  If you haven’t been in awhile, get to a class, it’ll change your life if you let it. 
…Just don’t tell the instructor you know it’s going to be easy, you’ve just sealed your fate for all those in the class!