First of all, can I get a hallelujah?! Spring is right around the corner. It’s 60 in NYC this week and I’m sitting by an open window as I write this. Feels damn good.
What doesn’t feel good? My inner thighs! Lian kicked our butts in LEVEL 2 POLE DANCE at B&P tonight.
Class started on a rough note for me. I hadn’t worked out or even stretched since classes on Thursday! I have been working 7 days a week for 8 weeks straight and I finally had a day off from my 2nd part time job on Sunday. I was so excited for a chance to go out that I went way too hard! Saturday started with some margaritas and ended with me crashing at 4 am. I was right back at it with a bloody mary over an over due brunch with a good friend on Sunday – which led to a beer, then and another bloody mary – and eventually ended with me munching wine and cheese. Gross! When I got to the studio I felt like a fatty blob. My energy was low and my brain wanted to turn off.
I pushed through and made a pact to myself to chill out on the drinking. It’s not that I’m going to never drink again – please note that as I write this I am sipping on a glass of white wine ha. Pole is HARD and it’s going to require some lifestyle changes. I just cannot drink all weekend and still expect to have a good class on Monday. So a good lesson learned; Just because I have a day off it doesn’t mean I have to go completely nuts. Everything is good in moderation.
So there I was struggling through spin and helicopter practice when suddenly Lian said “We’re going to work on the superman.” My heart jumped and I found myself clapping and bouncing up and down with a big smile of my face like a 4-year-old who was asked if they want a piece of Birthday cake. Nerd Alert! To redeem myself for admitting that, the first thing that went through my head was “SUPERMAN THAT HO!” and I’m pretty sure some of the silly bouncing turned into booty-shaking. And I know –er – HOPE – no 4-year-old starts singing that in their head when they get excited. But I mean come on! Superman just SOUNDS cool. It’s a skill I’ve been wanting and patiently waiting to learn.
We first worked on it coming out of an inside leg hook (See past post Ima hit you with that right hook!). Lian came around to spot me and I “got” it on my first try. I say “got” it, because – yes – I made it through the motions – but I was spotted and Lian was talking me through, step by step. Still, I was stoked. Lian asked me “Was that your first time trying that?” “Yes.” I replied. “I HATE you – you’re so annoying!” She said. Haha. When Lian says she hates me or that I’m annoying it’s because I’ve done something somewhat impressive. I find her annoying because she’s a beautiful dancer, she’s gorgeous, she has the best ass ever, and she left a well-paying job to follow her dream and open the studio – I’m JEALOUS – so we can just hate and annoy each other all day and night because it all comes from a good place.
I tried a few more on my own with no success – no need to hate on those ugly disasters – but each failed attempt was a learning experience, and I’m excited to be learning this skill.
We then moved on and worked on getting into the superman from a pike. A pike looks like you are lying on your back with your legs straight and folded over your body – only you’re on the pole so it’s as if you are doing that floating in the air. To do this you have to squeeze the pole with your inner thighs. When Lian was demonstrating she cracked a joke about how a pike always makes her shorts disappear. “It’s like HELL-O! So yeah, please shave before you come to class.”” she said I just looked down, turning red, because I’m in that awkward stage where I’m not quite ready for a wax -but I don’t want to shave – because then I can’t get a wax…! I KNOW you know what I’m talking about! I was even considerate and wore my longer shorts – you know – the ones that cover more than half my ass but it looks like there was going to be no hiding anything and then omg Lian comes walking towards me. “Lemme see” she says. And I’ve gotta go ass up, right into her face. I’m praying she doesn’t notice the state of my bikini line. I’ll never know because I “got” it again. She hated me again. Good. Note to self: When in between waxes, just nail everything!
I found it much easier to flip over into a superman from this position and I’ll be working hard in pole play to “SUPERMAN THAT HO!” all on my own.
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