Should I Coach Again??

It has been six months since I have stepped inside an ice rink. This was the longest break away from the rink since 1998, the year I began my ice skating journey. Crazy. When July 1st was around the corner this year, I knew I needed to renew my US Figure Skating memberships and coaching certifications, etc., so that I would stay compliant. Not knowing what club I wanted to renew with or join, I did my research and decided to join the Silver Blades Figure Skating Club in Shawnee, KS. I had a great experience as I emailed the lady over the membership for the club, and she invited me to check out the rink and talk to me about their club. I knew I would take her up on that offer eventually, but I didn't know when.

Today, a little over two and a half weeks after the initial email, I drove the 30 miles to the Kansas City Ice Center. It took me about 33 minutes. For my entire skating career, I have not been any further from the rink than a 15 minute drive, and for the past seven years, I have been within 3 miles. I was spoiled!!

It was so nice to meet with the skating director, a couple of skating moms, and club board members. It also felt AMAZING to be back at an ice rink. Right now I keep going back and forth about if I should or should't coach.

Cons about coaching:

It's a 30 minute drive, one way
Scheduling conflicts around the fact that we only have one car.
I don't know if I will make any money once travel costs are calculated.
I will have to coach in the middle of the day on Saturdays for Learn-to-skate, which would make it difficult to travel on the weekends.
If I get back into the skating world, there will be "skating drama" that I will have to work around, though nothing that I am not used to.

Pros about coaching:

I get to meet so many people
I will be able to improve my coaching skills and progress my coaching career.
It will give me another circle of friends and acquaintances
I can kind of make my own schedule and work as much or as little as I want to.
I will be able to stay involved in the skating world
I can make little kids happy
There will be a sense of fulfillment

So that's where I am right now. I guess I should think and pray some more about it.

What do you think I should do??

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