Wednesday, December 7, 2011
The Longest 55 Minutes of my Life!
Let me just start by saying......I am so so so glad that last night from 5:30-6:30 is finally over! It was probably one of the most awkward, most embarrassing, hours of my life.....
With that said here we go.
Mikelle's embarrassing moment #589 or so, coming right up......I have alot of them!
So Last night I taught Zumba at a different LA Fitness facility than where I normally teach, filling in for someone. I get done with teaching school, ride the tube to the gym, get there about 45 minutes early, change my clothes in the locker room, and get all ready for my class. With about 10 minutes to spare I grab my Ipod and walk into the fitness room. I am trying to figure out how to work their sound system, and how to hook up my Ipod....no luck. So I walked out to the front desk and asked them for help.
The girl at the front says, "Oh, actually our sound system has been broken since last Tuesday and there is no way to play an Ipod.....but we have some CD's you can use.....just second." I am thinking, CD's??? How is this going to help the situation? She comes back and hands me a stack of CD's. None of them are Zumba CD's, but are just random workout songs and body toning type songs. There are only a few songs that I even recognize. I tell her, "Um, I don't even know any of these songs, and the class starts in 5 minutes.....I don't think I will be able to do this." She said, "Well, we have a full class. They are expecting a teacher here. Maybe you can just listen to some of the songs and then make up some stuff."
First of all, I am thinking, ARE YOU KIDDING ME LADY? I tell her, "I don't think you really understand, Zumba isn't something that you can just make up on the spot. All of the songs that I know are memorized dance routines with certain music. It isn't like some strength class where you can just do whatever to any music and do 8 sets of chest presses, then 8 sets of squats, etc." She kept on telling me that I need to figure out something and to just try. I told her that I didn't think this was very fair because I came prepared with my Ipod, I even asked the girl I was subbing for if an Ipod is all I need to bring, and she said yes. I told her I know that if I go in there I am going to make an absolute fool of myself without being prepared. She said, "Let me go get my manager."
I have all my stuff with me by this time, and I am ready to tell the manager sorry, but I am leaving. I didn't want this to reflect poorly on myself when it wasn't even my fault. I didn't want to completely embarrass myself! He came down and sat by me. I explained everything. After discussing it with his fellow employees, he came back and said, "We understand your situation, but we know that the people coming to your class would rather have some sort of class than no class at all. Is there anyway that you could just do some sort of something, you could do some Zumba, toning, aerobics, whatever you like, and just pull something together to teach the class? It starts at 5:45 (I thought it started at 5:30, so that gave me like 5 extra minutes, great...) so you have a few minutes to prepare. You think you can do it? And don't worry, every person that comes in for the class, I will explain to them what is going on and tell them the situation."
(Part of me was saying, NO WAY! Are you kidding me? I can't pull this off. This is ridiculous and I hate doing a mediocre job at things instead of my 100% best. Sorry I am leaving. Go buy me an Ipod speaker if you want me to teach something so badly! Then I can do the Zumba routine that I have prepared!)
(The other part of me was thinking....well maybe I could do something.....I have been going to exercise classes for a long time now and I do know a lot of moves....I need the money, and I want this gym to like me so I can work for them in the future....ok, I guess I will try. I am up for the challenge. Who cares about being embarrassed? I never have to see them again if I don't want to!)
So grudgingly, and really without any choice of my own, I said I would try.......
I go into the room and people are already in there. After a minute or so, the room is full. I am about ready to barf on someone. I have absolutely no clue what I am going to do when the music comes on. I introduce myself and say, "So the manager talked to you guys right?" They shook their heads and looked confused. I was furious. He totally lied to me. He didn't explain anything to anyone. So I explained to them the situation and told them that I don't know how good this class will be, but I promised them that they would at least get a good workout out of it. They all seemed nice and understanding.
So the music starts playing, what music I don't know. I don't even know if the songs are fast or slow, how long they are, what song is coming next. I don't know anything. I start doing some step touches, jumping jacks, knee lifts.....whatever. The CD is playing out of a stupid little boom box thing so it doesn't even go loud enough at all to fill the room. And I start just doing whatever comes into my mind.....seriously, I would do a move for a while, and then while I was doing that move, I would be thinking of what I could do next. This is how it was for the entire class. Completely stressful. I wanted to kill myself right then and there. I must have looked like an idiot. I was thinking to myself, "I don't know if I can pull this off for a whole hour....." I was trying to smile and act natural during all of this.....plus I have a cold on top of this so that didn't help to have an occasional drip excrete from my nostrils.
So 10 minutes into the class, a miracle happens. The fire alarm goes off! I couldn't believe it! I felt like it was an answer to my silent prayers! We look out of the room and everyone in the gym is running out of the front door. So we grab our stuff and join them. I couldn't believe that this was happening! How could my night get any crazier? Now if only it is a real fire so I don't have to go back and teach any longer.......
No fire. We were only out there for 10 minutes unfortunately......I was hoping for longer so I would have less time to stress out. But we get back in and start the class again. I was surprised that there were still people there? I mean come on people, this class sucks, that would have been your perfect time to escape without being rude! What are you thinking?
I don't even remember what I did.....the class wouldn't really have a name. I did some weights, squats, toning, walking lunges, a little Zumba, cardio, with some Mikelle style moves mixed into all of this. It was a crazy class, let me tell you. I probably would have left if I was in that class that night. By the end I was dying. I felt like I was repeating myself so much and I couldn't think of anything else to do on the top of my head. The music kept on getting worse and worse...not very good dancing type songs. I tried to change the CD, but I couldn't figure out how to eject it. Even with 2 other girls helping me in the class, we couldn't figure it out. So, we just started back at the beginning to songs we had already listened to! :) I just prayed that somehow time would fly by a little faster. However, I was grateful for the fire alarm that chopped some time off of my class!
Then I thought I had 5 minutes left, but then a girl in my class says, "Um, there are people out there waiting for us to finish so they can start." It actually was only supposed to be a 45 minute class, but no one told me that. So here I was doing 10 extra minutes of stupidness when I really could have done a cool down and been done. So we stopped mid song, didn't even finish with a cool down or anything, and they all left. I apologized again, but they all acted like they had a great time. The other class came in. They acted annoyed at me for going over my time. It was the longest 55 minutes of my life!
What a night! The only good thing was that I got out and Nate was out there waiting for me so he could walk home with me. It was so good to see him! I just hugged him and shook my head and said, "You won't even believe what just happened to me...." I told him the whole story on the way home.
I want your opinion. What would you have done in this situation? Walked out or stayed and taught the class?