Irony

My coworker Debbie called me up and asked if I wanted to help out the tennis team and be the 2nd assistant coach. Since I played in high school and actually watch the sport on TV with some enthusiasm (the only one) and and I thought it would be a great way to stay active and even possibly lose some weight, I said yes. Practice started on August 13th and I have been having a great time with the team. The girls who go out for tennis are wonderful, polite young women. I will say, however, that I don't know WHEN I'll prep for classes. Because I had so much free time, I said yes? I mean, really, I spend evenings and far too many weekends at school the way it is! What was I thinking. On the other hand, I see this forcing me to excercise, number one, and second, organize my time better. Perhaps I won't stay until the wee hours working and re-working lessons that were perfectly fine in the first place. Most of all, it will give me some much needed perspective on what it is like and takes to be a coach AND teach. I really am terribly hard on them (at least in my head!) and what happens - or doesn't happen - in their classrooms.