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.
I’ve been trying to find ways to be more active and since my aerial gym is only about four miles away, biking there seemed like an easy one. The only trouble was I didn’t actually own a bike. So I bought one!
There’s something weird about visiting a place you’ve essentially never been before, knowing that in just a few weeks you’ll be calling it home. But that’s what I did last weekend, because my job requires me to relocate to a city where I don’t know anyone and that I have only actually been in for a combined total of probably 48 hours or so. It’s a bit scary, but it’s also incredibly exciting.
This weekend had a variety of purposes – chief among them was to find an apartment, which I did with resounding success. But I also wanted to explore the city, see what it has to offer, and get to know the place I’ll soon be living in a bit better.