Recently I was more or less forced into the position of being a lapping day instructor. I understand this is often how it happens.
Organizer: We need more instructors. Grab a newbie and go.
Me: Dude, I am so not qualified to be an instructor.
Organizer: Man, I’ve been following you in that Jag. You’re fast as hell, you’ll do fine.
Me: Ummmm….ok, but I’m not promising anything.
Ok, so I don’t know when knowing your way around your home track and the ability to string together a few hot laps became the benchmark for becoming an instructor, but in this particular case, they had more absolute newbies than they had anticipated so a warm body who was able to keep it on the island was going to be enough.