I am an NYC fitness instructor who has had a trend of dating my students. I have three failed teacher-student relations under the elastic waistband of my spandex, a. At the time, they all seemed like…not not a good idea. But I was wrong. I love the body and love exercise , so I eat, sleep, and breathe working out. I love what I do. I take my job seriously. However, as successful as I am in my career, I am, in fact, human and have made human errors in said career.
Dating your students is actually not recommended. I think part of the allure of dating a woman in charge of your heart rate is the commanding role I assume. The truth is, hours of working out in the day leaves for very little energy and a very tired lady in the eve. In one of the three student-dating experiences, one man became so overzealous in his new fitness regimen that he went from student to S. At some point, he might as well have been my coworker.
However, when a majority of the time we spent together was at my place of work, it became suffocating and, in retrospect, unprofessional. And your place of work should be your place. It should also be a place of professionalism, a creative outlet for you to express your passions. One of the student-boyfriends was so involved in my work life that my bosses established relationships with him, so when we broke up they kept the party going.
For months, everything at work reminded me of him, and on the inside I was crumbling, yet there I was, trying to be professional and inspire people to be their best self. I felt like a fraud. I created this weird toxic combination of work and play that left me uninspired to be inspiring.
But I turned that shit around. After spending months nursing the most recent heartbreak, trying to find my way in the world while still remaining true to my work, I chose to stay single. I focused on my job, I rekindled my hobbies, and I rebuilt a life starring me. I took my personal life out of the gym and made my work work.
My focus became allocating all my energy into building the brand of me and making it the best. Today, I am even more passionate at my job than before. It took three failures to start taking my own advice to make a change in my life. After owning my failures, I owned my career, became the best at my job, and continued to educate myself about fitness.
Today, I am still educating myself and working on building an empire sans a man. No men of interest get the introduction to my work and, better yet, participants of my class