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A lesson for teacher, thanks to Quality Control

Three days post-vacation and it’s like I never took a break. Actually it was like that right from Monday morning. I guess that’s true for most everyone, especially these days when work and play are endlessly intertwined. Any muscles I started to relax are back to their bunched, clenched norm, and my jaw is again set.

You can imagine, then, how I felt to arrive at Jazzercise of Southwestern Connecticut last night to find Quality Control lying in wait for me. Don’t get me wrong: I wasn’t upset — just nervous.

Of course my mind ran to a million places, many of them ridiculous: Was my set both legal and interesting? Would I remember the moves to the new songs I added this week? Is my technique up to par? Do I teach a class that’s both challenging and fun? Had I taken the time between work tasks to fully hydrate? (The last thing I needed to was to get light-headed on stage.) Was my outfit OK? I knew I should have cut my hair.

Did I need a breath mint?

Should I use the bathroom ONE MORE time?

I know a lot of people would react negatively to being monitored, on stage or behind a desk, but I figure it’s a positive thing for me and our customers. If I’m teaching a kick-ass class the proper way, then my customers are going to achieve results AND have fun.

Jazzercise takes quality control seriously — it’s one of the reasons I got certified. I know that people in my class will get a terrific workout and stay safe in the process. So the monitoring sessions are win-win for everyone.

Still, I had to get up on stage while the QC and the person she was training watched, took notes and discussed my technique, how well I matched the choreography and cued the moves, plus whether I was able to motivate my class.

I got a passing score, some kind words of praise and punch list of things that need attention, plus the happy news that I had improved since I was monitored in the fall.

As with so many things that happen in our little studio, I left with a big grin on my face, high on endorphins and giddy with pride. Me, 46 and counting, and I might still have it (if I ever did).

I know from Jazzercising for almost seven years and teaching class for 16 months that the program and the camaraderie it fosters make a profound difference in many people’s lives.

Even so, driving home, I had an epiphany that gave me pause: That stage is nearly the only place I never second-guess myself, even when I flub a routine (it happens!).

Now how the hell do I apply that mindset to everything else I do?

About Terri S. Vanech

Wife, mother, communications specialist, Jazzercise instructor and recently reunited adoptee. I'm living out loud -- and trying to make it all work -- in midlife. Having a sense of humor sure helps.


2 thoughts on “A lesson for teacher, thanks to Quality Control

  1. Can we please make basil participate in one of your classes???? We will bring the entire crew to watch … Even bruce!!!!

    Posted by Steven B Ritchie | August 22, 2012, 9:21 pm

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