This might not be the sort of thing folks who do what do would document and share with the world. But when was the last time I did things like everyone else?
This morning I went in to sub a Step and Strength class, then a Pilates class. I thought it made for a good day to break in a new pair of sneakers before the college began its semester and I began teaching there again next week.
About fifteen minutes into class, rolling through the second combination, I thought a few options would get the group going a little more. A showed a jumping jack as a power option at the end of a move, and promptly turned my ankle and landed on my rear. Very unceremoniously, I might say.
As the students asked if I was okay, I put them in a turn step holding pattern and tried to decide.
Out the window went the combination, and in went anything I could cue evenly while trying to figure out whether I would be ale to stand up. After a couple minutes, I was up and trying to get range of motion back, an finishing off the goofy little combination of simple moves. I made it back on the step, and finished that class and the next.
Not sure which suffered more- my pride or my choreography.
Good thing I have tomorrow off.
Note to self- when extra tired in the morning, don't try new sneakers.
I have a lot on the list for this afternoon, guess I will e working in some ice and range of motion to go with it. I still can't believe it was a jumping jack that got me. I mean, where is the cool story in that?
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