For many years I have wanted to give pole dancing ago and a few years back at a previous job I got talking to a work colleague about it and they said one of the other girls did pole dancing. So we got talking and she started giving our household very basic lessons on some positions and techniques, flash forward 3 years and I’ve decided I want to give it another go. I really enjoyed it when we were doing it at our house even though we did only have a few weeks of learning, so I’ve always wanted to do it again, along with aerial silks.
However I now live back in birmingham and she has moved back home to lincolnshire (I highly recommend going over to follow her blog that she has just started Twisted Twinkle with an insight into her mind and crazy fit body) it’s not an easy commute for a pole lesson so I looked around locally and found a school in central birmingham.
The lesson was booked for 6pm and all day I had nervous butterflies. I had booked for myself, no friends to easy the nervous or contain the excitement, I was doing this alone. I knew this part of the city I’ve worked and currently work in the city and pass the building regularly never would I have thought this old industrialous building would in fact be an arts hub!
I was so nervous about being the only person there who had never been before and being an outsider, but luckily I was joined by another lady who had never done pole dancing before. We spent the entire hour paired up helping, guiding and cheering each other on as we attempted to swing around the pole and nail the handful of moves we were being taught.
I left the venue and the class feeling amazing! I’ve never been one for the gym I don’t find enjoyment in going to the gym, and I certainly don’t leave the gym with the same exuberance and energy as I did after this class.
I knew I was going to ache after the class, I did when Laura used to give us the lessons, but I was prepared for it this time and I was oddly looking forward to it. I wanted to feel like I’ve worked out, like I’ve actually done some exercise and like I’m making a difference to my body. My whole body ached the next day, my arms, my legs and mostly my abs (which by the way I have none of), I felt tighter, I felt stronger, I felt proud of challenging myself to something new and taking on the challenge without the security blanket of having someone by my side.
Even though I hurt all over as I write this post, I cannot wait until next week when I get to do it all over again!