Les Mills Body Pump is about the only practice I’m fond of (I get down with CX Worx from time to time, but that’s about it). I like it because on the lazy days when I can’t be bothered to think about what to physically do with my body, Body Pump does it for me by working every muscle properly.
So I’m known to take a class or two.
Today, I took a class with a new (to me) instructor. If Life imitates – well – Class… here’s what I learned today:
This instructor opened the class saying that when she yells, it’s out of love. She let us know that she has the tendency to raise her voice from time time to time.
Lesson: When someone tells/shows you who they are, believe them.
Sure enough, she got to fussing soon after the class started, about form and what not. This is notable because she’d personally decided to load up her own bar. And as a result, her form was terrible about 3 reps into the set, because the bar was much too heavy for her.
Lesson: Those who can’t do… teach.
She announced at the beginning of the class, what launch we were going to do. The good news is, I am very familiar with that launch, and can follow the moves accordingly. This comes from exhaustive practice with another instructor, which I’ve been at for about two years now. Every now and then, I looked over at this particular instructor to make sure what was in my head, was actually what was going on in the class. This poor lady was so off! No rhythm at all. Goodness. She was fussing about folks going too fast, instead of telling them to follow the downbeat (which is how you get proper timing for each move). So while she was fussing, she was losing her own count. I had to look away to keep my proper form.
Lesson: Don’t let anyone screw with your internal rhythm.
Throughout the class, she goaded each of us into going ‘heavier’ – by adding more weight to the bar. I ignored her and put on what I know I can do. This ain’t my first time to the rodeo. I know how to do this class without letting my ego get in the way, and risking injury.
Lesson: Strive to improve in your journey, but recognize your limitations along the way.
After class, we were putting our equipment away, and I mentioned to a friend that a good instructor won’t worry so much about students going heavy, and will worry more about ‘safety’ and form for those students. I flippantly suggested that this instructor take a class or two herself… maybe with a master instructor. Unbeknownst to me, she was within earshot when I made the comment. Crap.
Lesson: If you don’t have anything nice to say…
So those were my life lessons for today. I made some mistakes, and learned some things. Here’s to progress…