Grace Under Pressure

by Jodifur on July 15, 2013

I take a regular spinning class at the most amazing spinning studio in DC.  The instructor is perfect, peppy, without being too peppy, in amazing shape, without being intimidating.  And fun and lively, plays great music, and so, so, motivating.  I look forward to it every week. It is what gets me to Friday.  And lately, getting to Friday has been harder, and harder, and harder.  Every week.

I know my posts here have slowed WAY down.  Work is insanely busy, and the hardest part about a new job, (hey, 6 months in is still new) is that I feel like I’m recreating the wheel every time I am doing something, and not recreating the wheel well.  On top of that is all of Michael’s activities, and as my friend Stacey put it, “being a swim team mom is a full-time job.”

On Friday, at spinning, I watched the instructor cope with one of THOSE days.  You know, THOSE DAYS.  The days I seem to be having ALL OF THE TIME, but she handled it so much better.  Every mic she put on cut out, and I think she tried 5, and we, her spinning class, made up of about 25 people with music blaring, couldn’t hear her.  But instead of freaking out, as I would have done, as I HAVE DONE, it seems like, all the time lately, she went with it.  She used elaborate hand signals to get us to sit, stand, tap it back, 1st position, yada, yada, yada.  And we did.  And it was fun.  It was the ultimate making lemon out of lemonades.  She was the ultimate “grace under pressure.”

I’m trying to remember that, when everything goes wrong, as it has been doing so much lately.  When I lock myself out of my computer at work for the 10th time in a row, or traffic doesn’t cooperate, or Michael has his millionth case of what I like to call “being 8.”  Life has been a bit of a pain lately, especially this week.  As opposed to rallying at the world, you put a smile on your face, and direct your spin class to tap it back with your hands.

Life isn’t supposed to be easy, but it is supposed to be fun.  I’m going to start having way more fun.


Roberta July 16, 2013 at 9:57 am

Wow. Admirable. I’m taking this lesson to heart as well. I’m trying hard to be less short tempered with those in my life I’m supposed to love the most, which is hard when you’re sleep deprived, busy, etc. Great perspective.
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Jenna July 16, 2013 at 11:56 am

I am desperately trying to work on the grace under pressure thing too. Thanks for writing this post.
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Kari weber July 16, 2013 at 12:45 pm

I am trying desperately to learn this with my own life… And my two boys, 8 and 4. Oh my goodness! 8! WTF? I thought it might just be me! Or him? It is nice to hear, it is 8. I don’t want to be the yelling mom. But I don’t want the attitude child either. Please pray with me that this gets… Better? Marginally?

Either way, I know the feeling, and you are doing great, I am sure of it.

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