A few weeks ago, I posted that I would be going on a course to learn how to become a judge at gymnastics competitions. I've been coaching for about ten years and was a recreational gymnast for ten years before that, so gymnastics has been a part of my life for almost the entirety of my life. I love the sport, but I was never going to be a successful competition gymnast (I'm completely the wrong shape for one thing) and I'm never going to coach an Olympic gymnast either - I just don't have enough time to dedicate to it. So I'm a recreational coach for up to three hours a week (but more likely less). Whilst I do enjoy it (otherwise I wouldn't do it), sometimes recreational (or beginner) can become a little dull. There's only so many forward rolls you can support before getting bored. Any kids who show talent are quickly whisked away to the higher levels for more intense training and are replaced by more kids who can't do a forward roll.
So I'm really looking forward to learning about a different side to the sport and branching out a little bit. I'll be a Woman's Artistic Club Judge and after a year (and three competitions) I can apply for the Regional Judge course and then theoretically (I haven't looked into the further requirements yet), I could then go for National and then International, which could be exciting depending on how much I enjoy it.
Anyway, forgive me for banging on about gymnastics instead of knitting, but there is a reason. This course is taking place over two weekends, Saturday and Sunday from 10am-5pm. Which means that today was my last day off for three weeks. And I spent it all hungover because I am apparently very daft.
As a result, I don't know how much time I'm going to have to blog, so I might be a little quiet for a while. I don't even know how much time I'm going to have to knit - I may just get home in the evenings and fall straight asleep! I was hoping to have a finished sock to show you as a peace offering, but I'm not quite finished with the toe yet.