a prayer
so i've been going to these kickboxing classes for the past year or so. same day, same time every week (tuesdays at 5:00), all twelve weeks of the semester and all the between-semester weeks too. always the same instructor - Lynne. Lynne is the most awesomest fitness instructor in the whole entire world.
kickboxing with Lynne is one class i NEVER miss. no matter how tired i am or how early i had to get in to work that day, no matter what i'm in the middle of at 4:45 on tuesday afternoon, i go to kickboxing. Lynne has this way of putting a big smile on your face and all the world's confidence in your soul. she has a way of making you swing harder, step wider, sprint faster. she has a way of empowering you.
i'm sure i would not have become so regular an exerciser were it not for Lynne. i went to one class tentatively back in fourth year, and i got HOOKED. it really is an addiction of sorts. it was this thing that i just had to keep going back to, because i always felt so high and happy afterwards. it's probably partly an endorphin thing. but it's also a huge part a Lynne thing. i know because when she couldn't make it for a class for whatever reason, the replacement was just not as good, and the workout was just not as good, and everyone says, "i wish Lynne were teaching".
the past couple of months, we had been saying that a lot. because she was replaced a lot. the subs always explained that she was stuck in bed and physically unable to teach. i guess everyone kind of assumed it was a sports injury. because that's the kind of injury young, happy, fit people get - sports injuries.
yesterday at 4:45, on my way to kickboxing class, i crossed my fingers that Lynne would be back this winter semester. lo and behold i walked into the studio and there she was! but she had bad news. she only came in to explain that she really really wanted to teach this first class of the semester, but she couldn't because she hadn't eaten anything all day because she is to have surgery tomorrow, and her doctor told her not to teach on an empty stomach. more bad news? the surgery is to remove two tumours. more bad news? this whole thing with being away last semester had to do with having a miscarriage and finding out she was sick and going through doctors and hospitals and other shitty things that i know are shit.
so this is a prayer for Lynne. she requested that we send her all the positive energy we can muster. because she really needs the surgery to go well. because in six weeks time she needs to be back here teaching kickboxing and kicking us into shape.
Lynne is fearless and brave and inspiring.
by the way, my sister has joked that i've become one of those girls who might travel to the far reaches of the world but still say, "man, i really need to find a gym!". she's exaggerating, but there's some truth there. i care about my health. i feel a lot better physically and emotionally when i exercise. i have finally been able to make exercising a habitual activity in my life. i owe it to the most awesomest fitness instructor in the whole entire world.
kickboxing with Lynne is one class i NEVER miss. no matter how tired i am or how early i had to get in to work that day, no matter what i'm in the middle of at 4:45 on tuesday afternoon, i go to kickboxing. Lynne has this way of putting a big smile on your face and all the world's confidence in your soul. she has a way of making you swing harder, step wider, sprint faster. she has a way of empowering you.
i'm sure i would not have become so regular an exerciser were it not for Lynne. i went to one class tentatively back in fourth year, and i got HOOKED. it really is an addiction of sorts. it was this thing that i just had to keep going back to, because i always felt so high and happy afterwards. it's probably partly an endorphin thing. but it's also a huge part a Lynne thing. i know because when she couldn't make it for a class for whatever reason, the replacement was just not as good, and the workout was just not as good, and everyone says, "i wish Lynne were teaching".
the past couple of months, we had been saying that a lot. because she was replaced a lot. the subs always explained that she was stuck in bed and physically unable to teach. i guess everyone kind of assumed it was a sports injury. because that's the kind of injury young, happy, fit people get - sports injuries.
yesterday at 4:45, on my way to kickboxing class, i crossed my fingers that Lynne would be back this winter semester. lo and behold i walked into the studio and there she was! but she had bad news. she only came in to explain that she really really wanted to teach this first class of the semester, but she couldn't because she hadn't eaten anything all day because she is to have surgery tomorrow, and her doctor told her not to teach on an empty stomach. more bad news? the surgery is to remove two tumours. more bad news? this whole thing with being away last semester had to do with having a miscarriage and finding out she was sick and going through doctors and hospitals and other shitty things that i know are shit.
so this is a prayer for Lynne. she requested that we send her all the positive energy we can muster. because she really needs the surgery to go well. because in six weeks time she needs to be back here teaching kickboxing and kicking us into shape.
Lynne is fearless and brave and inspiring.
by the way, my sister has joked that i've become one of those girls who might travel to the far reaches of the world but still say, "man, i really need to find a gym!". she's exaggerating, but there's some truth there. i care about my health. i feel a lot better physically and emotionally when i exercise. i have finally been able to make exercising a habitual activity in my life. i owe it to the most awesomest fitness instructor in the whole entire world.