exciting ideas come at mundane times

So there I was leaving a Sunday class in September, relishing in my mental and physical rejuvenation, sweat beads still accumulating on my forehead. Sucking the last droplets of water out of my drained water bottle I strode to the women's gym for stretching. It was there, with my head between my legs and my hands grabbing my toes (for a good hamstring stretch) that I had my first encounter with the lady I mentioned earlier, Linda Morello.

After I un-intertwined my body, our awkward introduction began. She informed me that she was the Director of Group Exercise at the gym and had been watching me through the window at the Kickboxing class recently and wanted to know if I would consider teaching....