Facing the Mirror

Happy Friday!  For most of you, that means the end of the work week.  For me, that means I teach hoop dance fitness tonight!

This will be the third class that I've taught, and I'm still feeling awkward and weird.  I suppose that's to be expected, though.  I mean, stick me in a hoop and a headset, plop me in a room lined with mirrors, and expect me to impart hoopy wisdom (or at the very least some learning) and insecurities are bound to arise.  Last week's class, however, was an improvement upon the first.  Two people came (instead of the awkward situation of a single student -- yikes!) and they were pretty excited about the whole thing.  It was quite fun!

After class was over, though, I decided to face my fears -- a.k.a. the mirrors.  I hooped and pranced about and used the mirrors to inform my movements, not to feel bad about my perceptions of my body.  In the end, some interesting things happened with the hoop that might not have otherwise.  Take that, mirror-fear!

How do you deal with mirrors?  Do you avoid them at all costs?  Schmooze with your reflection?  Love/hate/tolerate reflective surfaces?  Do tell!

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