I settled in for the session with a large glass of beer to dull the inevitable pain.
First there was a shot of me sailing upwind on which the instructor made no comment even thought it looked to me like I was doing OK.
Then there was a shot of me sailing upwind on which the instructor pointed out to me that I wasn't sailing the boat flat enough and I should get my shoulders back more. Good feedback. Thanks.
Then there was a shot of me dropping the tiller in a tack and heading up and slowing down, so much in fact that I then had to duck a starboard tacker whom I thought I would cross. The instructor didn't need to make any comment. The many howls and hoots of derisions from the peanut gallery said it all.
I now hate those guys in the peanut gallery.
Those guys in the peanut gallery
Then a shot of me doing a leeward mark rounding. If I do say so myself, I thought it was pretty decent.
The instructor said it was "textbook."
I think that's a compliment.
It must be at least 20 years ago I went to a one day masters clinic at Wianno YC held before the Atlantic Coast Champs there. The coach was Brad Dellenbaugh. I still remember that Brad Dellenbaugh said I did an "excellent" gybe.
People remember positive feedback a long time.
Instructors and coaches and teachers should know that.
And so to bed.