I tested the sound twice. And I got there early in the morning to test it again and the room was locked. I searched for anyone and finally ran into a custodian who got me in touch with security to open the door. Hurray! But no time to test sound again because it was time to start.
Ugh. Sound was lame but I found a workaround. Not perfect but it worked well enough. (It’s always the sound, isn’t it?)
This was not how I planned to start my first training.
It was such a great group, though. I was so grateful for that.
I’m very comfortable with the subject but four hours of material is a lot to learn. And I’m not used to delivering a training, more accustomed to being a storyteller. That’s my natural inclination and what most have usually seen. I’m proud of myself for stepping outside that comfort zone to do something new and pleased with the feedback.
I don’t tell my story in training. Some references, sure, but they encourage us to concentrate on delivering the material and not our story. As a result, I don’t get teary-eyed and sentimental like I usually do. On the other hand that’s a good break for me because I have such an emotional story.
The attendees were eager students and participants. And it does feel good to have the first one done, learn from that experience to take to the next one.
To all my trainees, you’ll always be my “first.”
And by the way, one of my students Tammy, in the gray sweatshirt above, is a contributor to this blog with nine articles! And Dave Matthews is, too. Dave has a nonprofit called Allison’s Reach focused on postpartum mental health.
Charles, this one was for you baby. Momma doesn’t want others to feel how I did after I lost you.