Coach James

Well my mom gave me a call last night to say that grampa was in bad shape, having had a stroke that left the right side of his body pretty much useless right now.  I sent my best wishes, and I hope that all is well.  I want to see him again since it has been a while since my last visit. 

I slept fitfully, so I guess I was not terribly rested today.  That might explain my lower level of energy.  In flexibility I was paired with The Acrobat who is really a bit of a masochist when it comes to flexibility.  He’s a real monkey man, too, hooting and hollering and singing the whole time.  Makes class fun, though.  At one point, Isabelle was watching me stretch The Acrobat who was going into some of his antics and she said “You have what it takes to be a good teacher, I think, mon ami.” 

So I took the opportunity to let her know that I was in fact interested in being a teacher for the preparatory kids.  By four o’clock today, she wanted me to start teaching for her on Fridays as a replacement for the acro teacher, who was also her.  I want to take the job, but it interferes with banquine, teeterboard, and my own conditioning.  My conditioning can be done on Saturdays, though, and banquine is definitely not looking for flyers (although they told me today that I am the only on in my class who could be a good porter).  Teeterboard is also cool, but I don’t know if I am the level of flyer that they are looking for.  We’ll see. 

I did the whole flexi class full out, and I think that my calf is finally well on the road to healing.  Dance was fun, but I find pirouettes very frustrating.  In the end out impro got cut short for a moment of silence.  I got to hear cutie The Flyer singing pop songs “forever, and ever, I give you my love” in her awesome French Canadian accent.  I said that all pop songs should be sung with that accent, as they would all be better, but I think she thought I was joking. 

Equilibe had no teacher, but I found out that the reason that Byamba has been away this week is that he got a job offer in Australia that would allow his wife to be with him, which this current job does not, but the school said that they would try harder, so he is staying, much to Sandrine and my relief!  I hit handstands, but I was sore, and they were not strong. 

Tumbling I did again, and I am slowly fixing my layout to be such that I arch over to get the power.  It is a slow process! 

Tramp was cool.  Caroline said that the way I look up when I want to extend for a trick is “cute.”  Heh heh.  I also do 2X the amount of conditioning she has for us.  It is easy for me, so I need to make that self-motivated commitment. 

Then I tried to be a barre rus flyer for the first time.  It was really cool, and not as hard as I thought.  The trick is to not search at all for balance, and to let the porters do all the work.  That’s really it!  When you do it right and close your eyes it feels like you are floating completely weightless!  This is really hard, though.  You need to center your weight just right and everything, with your feet completely parallel. 

The only hard part about being thrown is landing with your feet right in front of each other and in fourth position.  You can not anticipate where the bar is going to land because the porters are going to do all that work for you.  You need to be a lazy tumbler, never searching.  I hope they keep me on because I think I love that discipline! 

Teaching the kids was fun, even though I was just an observer  today.  There is a wide range of kids.  I need to come up with a lesson plan and learn all of the relevant French terms for gymnastics.  It will be some much needed income, though! 

A bunch of kids went to the walk for peace, but I don’t think I’m into things like that.  They are always a little forced, I think. 

I might go to a party tonight with The Clown and them at The Acrobat’s house.  I need to call.

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