Today in PE we had to do interval training, of which I really didn't want to do. Let me be clear, I don't have a problem with interval training, I think that it is extremely beneficial in increasing speed, strength and endurance. The challenge for me is that my time or pace isn't up to par with what is expected for students. My pace/time is not even on the time chart. So before we start, I try to have a private conversation with my professor to see what she recommends I do. Instead of listening to me, she kinda blows me off and raises her voice at me in front of my classmates.
Immediately I get tongue tied and have a hard time trying to communicate my concern. She's like, "this isn't hard, were you listening to the instructions", takes my book and flips to the back to show me the appendixes that I'm supposed to use. Now not only am I embarrassed because she's treating me like I wasn't listening (this time I really was listening), but I feel my voice start cracking. It doesn't stop there. Tears start falling out of my eyes. In my mind I'm like, "ROCHELLE!! Get yourself TOGETHER right this instant. You will not cry!!"
I think the tears came out because she wasn't listening to what I was trying to ask. In that moment, I didn't want to yell or do anything disrespectful so tears coming out was the only thing I could do. Only a few tears came out, but it was enough to get her attention. She understood what I was asking and I did what I was told. I actually ended up doing better than we both expected.
In our exercise today, we had to run around the track at full spead twice within a certain time period then pause for 60 seconds to bring our heart rate down, repeating the process 5 times. Today now my life can be compared to interval training. The school & work reponsibilities have me going at full spead, but there are pockets of 60 second "recovery time" each weekend that I'm learning how to really take advantage of. Although I hate the process sometimes, the benefits far outweigh the work.
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