I survived the weekend. It was long and it was exhausting. I can’t even imagine facilitating the 3 days that is required for a course like this. I was just there mostly observing and I am beat.
But the good news is that I did present. I wasn’t going to. Even after two days of it, and the facilitator asking me over and over if I wanted to present this or that, I kept saying no. But I came home Saturday night and realized that I was never going to have this opportunity again. I was working with a guy that I respect, admire as a facilitator and get along with really well. I know he has my back and would never judge me harshly.
So I did it.
And I didn’t die.
That is exactly what I said to myself after I was done. I am done and I didn’t die. Isn’t that something!
Everything happened that I am always so fearful of. I lost my train of thought mid-sentence. I didn’t know the answer to a student question. I didn’t cover something important (cue facilitator jumping in to cover my butt!).
But despite all that, I didn’t die. I didn’t even get injured.
It was WAY out of my comfort zone but you know what? I wasn’t nervous. I didn’t shake. My voice didn’t crack and the students could actually hear me.
People, this is a small miracle.
Will I ever do one on my own?
I have no idea. Right now I am so tired I could fall asleep on my desk beside this laptop. Imagine how tired I would be had I actually talked for 3 days straight.
The point is that I pushed myself outside my comfort zone and I am glad I did. The next time I am required to speak in front of a group of people I will be much more confident in myself. And that my friends, makes it all worthwhile.
And today I had the honour of meeting BeachMama in the flesh. She’s much taller than I thought which is the first thing I exclaimed when we hugged. Yes, I am ALL class. But she is lovely, just as I thought she was and I thoroughly enjoyed hanging out with her and her cute kids along with her sister and Anna . We had mini-mini-BlogHer right here in my hometown. The location was somewhat sketchy though. We had planned to meet at an indoor play palace but apparently they think Mondays are holidays so Burger King was the next best thing. Maybe that was a good thing because I dumped my full diet coke all over the floor. Again with my class.
At least I didn't spill it on myself.