So, anyway, this week has gone surprisingly quickly. After Monday's events the days just flew by - Tuesday I felt SO stiff from my "unfortunate incident" in the gym on Monday paired with the grading and pole on Sunday but when pole time came round I was READY. Oh yes.
Tom and I had been given some progress sheets, to check where we were in terms of moves and what we'd learnt. Going through most of the level 1-2 syllabus we've covered all of them. 3 started seeing some interesting names for things we thought were called something else, but again, it was pretty much stuff we've seen/been working on.
Tom made the mistake of asking what a "hero" was (yeah thanks for that buddy :p) and so there was a lot of rather interesting maneuvering trying to work out how on EARTH to do that (on Tom's part. I just watched....), when my turn came round Karen had wandered off (thankfully) so I gave it a go, found it wasn't much to my taste and went back to something that HAD caught my eye.
A couple of weeks ago Karen was talking about something called a "pretzel". Seeing the name on the level 4 syllabus reminded me - it had sounded like something I'd like to try. So, after asking Karen to show me, I set to work.
The first time was of course interesting. Karen was trying to pass me my foot from over the TOP of the other one and giggling about how it was NEVER going to reach (it really wasn't). Second go I went up into my gemini (I've just found a picture of one of my first gemini's.....wowee. It's SO much easier now!!) and then hung there, upside down like some overgrown sticky bat whilst Karen decided which way round I should grab my feet. It was worked out but by then I'd started slipping and there was no going back. I ended up thudding to the ground from about a foot away, onto my shoulder, hitting the ground with an "ooofff". Karen and Tom looked at me, decided I wasn't hurt and then pointed and laughed. Hmmph.
Now, third time lucky. I looked like some sort of demented spider, trying to pull out that back leg and get into position properly. All I got from Tom was "well, that's not an attractive move", thanks....again ;) but I got into it.
Now after I'd been instructed to spot Tom whilst he did his hero and try it myself when Karen went to check on another pair I decided to attempt the hero (it went sort of ok.....ish....) and then get back into tangling my legs around. The result was FAR nicer than the first go in, even getting a "wow, that looked REALLY good" from Tom (who left me hanging in that pose for about 45 seconds whilst he took a picture of every angle....I'd started seeing pulsing black dots by the time I got down :p I'm pretty sure most of my blood was in my head by then!) and this is what we came out with...
You know what though? I'm not going to. That would be to erase everything I believe in. It's damn well about time that I started to love my body for what it is - strong, flexible and hardy instead of hating it for what it isn't. Yes. I have stomach fat; but you know what? Underneath that I have strong, hard muscle that can support me, pull me upside down and keep me going for hours. What is there to hate about that?
So there it is, in all of it's glory. Yeah, not the most flattering angle, given that I'm squished up against the pole but that's it. That is my body, upside down, tangled together.
Well, overall I'm proud as punch with that move. Screw the belly fat!
To finish things off I got Tom to photo the "skater" (a level 2 move we'd never tried before)...it looks nice :D
Overall, this week has been pretty awesome :) I know my American friends are celebrating Thanksgiving today, so in that spirit I have been thankful for pole, for tenacity, for support and for the confidence from knowing you can kick ass.
What are you thankful for today?