Taking the leap

That email has been sitting in my inbox for three days now. The one asking if I’d be interested in doing some paid fitness coaching for a small group. I must have read it twenty times, written five different responses, and deleted them all.

Taking the leap

But sitting here with my laptop open and a notebook full of scribbled ideas, I think I’m actually going to do this. The woman who contacted me through the blog wants help training for her first half marathon, and she has two friends who want to join. Twelve weeks, three sessions per week, and she’s offering to pay me more than I make in a week at the campus rec center.

I’ve been sketching out training plans and thinking about liability waivers (thanks, business law class) and trying to figure out if I’m qualified enough for this. But then I remember that I’ve successfully trained for three races now, helped Carmen go from couch to 10K, and have been unofficial anatomy tutor to half my nursing class. Maybe I know more than I think I do.

The planning stage - figuring out rates and schedules

Carmen came by while I was planning everything out and said something that stuck: “You’re already doing this stuff for free anyway. Might as well get paid for being good at it.” Sometimes the best advice comes from people who’ve watched you stress about decisions way longer than necessary. Email sent. Here we go.