The best lessons are the ones you don’t want to learn..

IMG_7545I thought I was going to spend Valentine’s day in one of the best ways, but instead I’m sitting here kinda heartbroken! *sad face*

One of my favourite instructors recently left the studio, which has been greatly upsetting because she was my go-to for pole privates!

So far there hasn’t been any trick I’ve gone to her with that she couldn’t help me nail eventually. She has a way of noticing exactly what you are doing wrong with your body, and explaining just what you need to tweak to correct it.

Naturally, when she first announced her resignation to her private students, we all panicked!

So when we found out that she was still accepting privates for the next 8 weeks, 3 of us who do privates together bought a new package with her.

We pushed really hard to make our 3 different schedules fit around hers, and found all ways and means to make it work: If our original 90 minute class couldn’t happen, we’d break it up and do smaller sessions of 60 minutes. If she couldn’t make it in the evenings, we’d rush from our offices to squeeze it in during lunch.

Because we loved her, and we loved her classes!

But sometimes, people just don’t love you back quite the same way.

We probably should have realized long ago that she didn’t really want to teach anymore, but we couldn’t see past our own interests. There were signs, but we just ignored them.

Plus well… you kind of assume that people generally like it when you put in effort to pay them money right?! But it turns out that’s not always the case.

We were supposed to do one last, 60-minute private that was scheduled for said instructor’s very last day at the studio.

We’d just heard about how the studio is drastically increasing the standard of Prep next term, and including big new tricks that were previously taught only in Advanced, (more to come about that later, I promise) so working on those brand-new tricks in a private class was just what we needed!

But 60 minutes before the private, we got a text from her saying that she wouldn’t be able to make it.

I was totally gutted when I read it, because I couldn’t believe she would literally let us down like that at the last hour! Especially after we had made so many arrangements with her to nail down this last available class slot.

Learning those new tricks for next term in our last private was really important to me, but something more important to her came up at the last minute.

..What can you do, right?

And then it dawned on me… after we tried to propose possible alternative solutions to her, that there are no possible alternatives when someone is simply no longer interested.

You just have to let them go and bid them farewell.

And so of all the things I’ve ever learned from my wonderful instructor, this is probably the most important thing:

When it gets too difficult to keep someone around in your life, for whatever reason you want them there, just let go of them. Because if you don’t, they will eventually let you down in the end anyway. Be it a lover, friend, teacher, or otherwise.

Sigh. Lesson learned.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

About Chwenny

Body, soul, and pole!
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5 Responses to The best lessons are the ones you don’t want to learn..

  1. babycarrot says:

    I heard about it earlier. I think it’s appalling!!! It’s rather unprofessional and very unfair for you girls. Will you at least get a refund?

    The letting go bit kinda hits home though.

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  3. Kim says:

    This was very beautifully written. Thanks for sharing.

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