One more box ticked

It's a strange feeling being out of one's depth - you know you can swim very well but the most likely direction seems to be down! I am now in the very beautiful Wirral area of the UK being kindly hosted by Maxine to allow my teaching certificate mentor a chance of seeing me in action. I taught 2 completely unfamiliar classes but despite spending hours preparing I confess I was terrified - not of teaching the classes - I knew that everyone was very kindly disposed and wanted me to do well - but of teaching the classes under critical observation. I expected to feel all light and relieved now it is over, but at this exact moment all I can think of is her very justified critique - there just seems so much work to be done. On the other hand tonight we've got a social dance to go to that will be just fun (someone will be watching my feet but never mind), it'll be the first dance for decades when I'm not running myself or almost crippled so as long as Pete's knee holds up and I can actually dance with him, it's going to be great.