Today I went to my class at the Y, as I do most Mondays. I arrived a few minutes late, as I often do (I have Responsibilities). My classmates, whom I know pretty well by now, were running sprints. Something seemed off. I squinted a bit, because I don't wear my glasses to work out. I'm a sweaty person, like, more than normal, and they slip. Thus, squinting. I'm sure it was very cute.
Oh. No teacher.
So guess what we did? People took turns teaching. We had sprints. We had laps with weights. We had step. And then it was time for our normal strength portion of the class. Guess who taught yoga and Pilates for 20 whole minutes? Me!
Guess all those years of sweating to the DVDs paid off.
I will put that on the list of things I never thought I'd do. But guess what? It was kind of fun!
Wednesday our teacher is going to be gone again. I am already thinking of ideas for a resistance ball workout.