Time to preach to myself again...

Every Tuesday I teach three(but will soon only be two) dance classes, and every Tuesday I wish I had prepared for them. It's really not a great habit I've created, doing absolutely nothing to plan the classes, or choreographing any exercises...or picking out music...or remembering to even bring my dance shoes. I feel bad, and I want to do better, but then again I'm lazy! And I work 45 hrs at my "real job"! But still, this is a paying job, and I should treat it like one.

I think I've managed to not completely screw up my classes so far however, because I usually make something up for class on the ride from work to the studio. The lazy side of me really enjoys this technique because it takes away the process of physically moving. So, I guess my classes aren't the worst, but still, these girls deserve more. I should also be grateful to even have an opportunity to still dance on a slim, but regular basis, because honestly how sad would it be if I had stop dancing completely?! And I do have fun teaching, the girls always crack me up and remind me of the old days of dance classes which mainly consisted of making fun of the Weird Girl and talking about boooys.

So I think I'm going to pretend like I'm in one of those teacher movies, where the teacher first starts the year thinking teaching is going to be a breeze and doesn't care so much, and does a really crappy job at first, but then realizes how magical and wonderful her student's hearts are, and becomes this fantastic teacher and her and all her students throw a big party, no make it a fair, yeah a fair! and they eat cotton candy, and drink cherry soda and run off skipping and prancing into the sunset. Yeah...maybe my classes will be like that from now on...