She's tanned. She's jogging. She's employing a personal trainer. She hasn't taught a voice lesson in three weeks.
Who is this woman?
If you guessed Silvy Moleman you might, strictly speaking, be correct. If you guessed Wendy Nielsen, you would be correct!
You might remember that I put up an image of Wendy jogging a week or two ago. Now she's enlisted Julian to be her personal trainer and he's ruthless (but working for Wendy's benefit).
Yesterday Wendy put in a performance worthy of the coveted Varty Cup. Under trainer Julian's watchful eye and encouragement, Wendy was able to jog from our driveway to Fred Jenkins' driveway, take a breather, then jog a bit more. It was an all-time personal best!
Wendy's personal trainer has set a goal for her: jog from our driveway to Nan's store. That's exactly half of a mile. Wendy came very close to accomplishing that yesterday. There is a bit of an incentive to accomplish this feat, apart from the obvious encouragement from Julian and me. There is a timeline. Julian has challenged Wendy to complete this challenge before Wendy goes to Toronto on August 18.
I think it's doable but only through dedicated training. Wendy's personal trainer is not cutting her any slack so I'm optimistic that Wendy can do it. This reminds me of the old joke: a young singer asks her New York voice teacher 'how do you get to Carnegie Hall'? The teacher replies 'practice, practice, practice'.
That's already been checked off Wendy's list, and I expect a jog to Nan's store will be next. Before that, though, Wendy is off to train her own students at her St.Andrews Opera Workshops. 'Opening throats and minds' as she likes to say. Will she be jogging in St.Andrews during her ten day stint there? I'm guessing 'yes' because she knows her personal trainer will be watching from afar.
I love it when the hunted becomes the hunter, or the teacher becomes taught. It's healthy.
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