Without warning, we had a substitute instructor tonight…
It doesn’t take long to get used to how someone teaches… And because I didn’t know what was going on, it was like I was the second grader no one wanted on their sports team again.
I really just feel like an idiot, I was in the bathroom of the studio crying until I could get it together enough to leave. It was like everything I’ve ever hated about gym classes times a thousand. (There’s some pole math for you).
The studio is supposed to be my happy place abut tonight it turned into a nightmare. I never want to go back.
7/31 – EDIT: Thanks for the encouraging comments I’ve received both here and on Facebook!