In a jam...
So yeah. A week and a half into training and I'm already in trouble. That didn't take long! You know that thing when you totally panic when lost? That. It ain't pretty. I get so mad at myself and everyone around me knows it. Hello! Neon sign. My trainer wasn't having any of it. Uh, oh. No hissy fits allowed. Giving up isn't allowed. Lack of confidence--not allowed. Oh, you don't like that? Maybe your skill set needs to find a new home.
I have until Friday to find my confidence. The end.
The consequences of failure? I shouldn't go there, but how can I not?
After our little private coaching chat, the class was given a timed exercise. I passed and wasn't the last one to do so. My confidence was better, but whoa. Wake up call.
I have until Friday to find my confidence. The end.
The consequences of failure? I shouldn't go there, but how can I not?
After our little private coaching chat, the class was given a timed exercise. I passed and wasn't the last one to do so. My confidence was better, but whoa. Wake up call.