The New Chief Chump
The in-service week from Hell is finally over. I am about ready to collapse, but can't quite yet. I spent today at the pool, helping Kelsey and Robyn get through their first weekend shift, planning the next lifeguarding class that starts on Monday and talking things out with Kurt. It looks like I've completely inherited his position. Although I wish the transition had been smoother and perhaps a bit sooner, I just have to hit the ground running. Am I ready to be head lifeguard? Am I respected enough to guide and support this staff? Do I have what it takes to complete my responsibilities? I sincerely hope so.
Four years ago, I took the Lifeguard Training class on a whim. A year and a half later, Carol suggested becoming a water safety instructor. This past winter, she enrolled me in the Lifeguarding Instructor course without talking to me first. A part of me feels like I've been groomed for this. An even larger part feels like I sort of stumbled my way through the years to get here. The tiniest part is reminding me that I've been consistent and reliable and shown my growth and my worth to deserve this position. I don't know.
Four years ago, I took the Lifeguard Training class on a whim. A year and a half later, Carol suggested becoming a water safety instructor. This past winter, she enrolled me in the Lifeguarding Instructor course without talking to me first. A part of me feels like I've been groomed for this. An even larger part feels like I sort of stumbled my way through the years to get here. The tiniest part is reminding me that I've been consistent and reliable and shown my growth and my worth to deserve this position. I don't know.