Five weeks ago I let one of my aerials friends talk me into trying a sample pole class. I expected that I would feel silly and embarrassed. I wasn’t excited about having to wear shorts. I was almost positive that I wouldn’t be willing to actually get into pole because once you get past the beginner levels it more or less requires that you expose most of your skin – otherwise you’ll slide right off.
I was right about one thing: I did feel a little bit uncomfortable in my shorts. But aside from that? I was wrong. So very, very wrong.
Pole class was FUN. Even though I struggled a bit with some of the dancing, and I still can’t figure out how to move quite right, I genuinely, 100% enjoyed it. Enough so that I convinced a friend to sign up with me for a five week session that started two days later.
“Just for one session,” I told myself. “We’ll see how I feel after that. I don’t know if I’m really committed.”
Ha. I should know myself better than that by now.
I’ve written before about faking it until you make it. About how I used to be uncomfortable in yoga pants, but now that I wear them every day I feel 100% confident wandering around any public place with them on. About how I used to hate running outside where people could see me, but now I run along major streets on a somewhat regular basis and don’t give the people driving by a second thought. Well pole class is another example.
Do I do all the moves perfectly every time? No. Have I 100% figured out how to shake my booty without looking silly? Nope. Do I look anywhere near as pulled together or coordinated as the teacher? Nuh uh. But you know what? I don’t care. I feel fabulous. When I was in class today, it didn’t matter to me if I looked silly or not. I just had fun. LOTS of fun. And next week I’ll be starting my second five week session as a level 2.
Plus I look damn good in my shorts. 🙂