Hi. My name is Michelle and I'm a pole addict.
I love pole.
I realised what I had become earlier today when after about an hour of me talking non-stop about pole my sister looked about ready to throw herself under a car.
Before that, this afternoon in the office I showed everyone my photos of Marley, Gemini and Gold Rush, explaining in intricate detail what these moves required and how exciting the thrill of doing them was to anyone who would listen (thanks Nicky and Tafrina ;)). Luckily I share an office with a dancer and a runner. They understand.
This morning at the swimming pool (I actually mistyped that as pole....seriously) Tom and I discussed in-depth about how well we thought we'd done, the things we needed to work on and the bruises that were coming up.
Tom thought he'd broken his toe. I think I've pulled a muscle in my forearm. Both of our partners look at us with a sort of dismay - you know, the type where they know there's no use actually trying to dissuade you from your course. Although the broken toe almost got Tom in trouble ;)
The other day my dear hubs decided I needed to go to the doctor since I have tingling in my hands. After calmly explaining that it was simply nerve damage from slipping off of the pole a couple of weeks ago I got the raised eye-brows. Thankfully he's stopped commenting otherwise.
I'm a pole addict. And there's no help for it!
There are other things though, like this morning I realised that walking with your head up and looking at people as they pass you often gets a smile. Sometimes you get a hello. After years of looking at the pavement it's nice to finally look the world in the eyes.
It's not just in the amazing progress you see from week to week (you won't know what I mean until you try it), or in the burst of confidence you get from knowing you are strong. And not just strong for a girl. You're strong. It's not even about the rush of excitement you get from thinking or talking about pole, or re-watching your videos to work out how you can improve. The feeling of getting a "well done, you look awesome". The feeling of KNOWING you rocked it before anyone even says anything. You also get to build a community, new friends, you discover things you never knew about yourself.
For instance, I never knew I could hold my own body weight off of the floor. I never knew that bruising your inner arm hurts like the devil is pinching you (;P). I never knew that my body could (sometimes) move gracefully (admit it Karen, it happens sometimes!!).
Last night, for my "something new" this week (see challenge week 5 for more info!) I did a gold-rush. I'm not going to post the video - yes my confidence has come along in leaps and bounds but there is NO WAY I'm publishing my stomach on that pole :p A gold rush looks a bit like this:
I realised what I had become earlier today when after about an hour of me talking non-stop about pole my sister looked about ready to throw herself under a car.
Before that, this afternoon in the office I showed everyone my photos of Marley, Gemini and Gold Rush, explaining in intricate detail what these moves required and how exciting the thrill of doing them was to anyone who would listen (thanks Nicky and Tafrina ;)). Luckily I share an office with a dancer and a runner. They understand.
This morning at the swimming pool (I actually mistyped that as pole....seriously) Tom and I discussed in-depth about how well we thought we'd done, the things we needed to work on and the bruises that were coming up.
Tom thought he'd broken his toe. I think I've pulled a muscle in my forearm. Both of our partners look at us with a sort of dismay - you know, the type where they know there's no use actually trying to dissuade you from your course. Although the broken toe almost got Tom in trouble ;)
The other day my dear hubs decided I needed to go to the doctor since I have tingling in my hands. After calmly explaining that it was simply nerve damage from slipping off of the pole a couple of weeks ago I got the raised eye-brows. Thankfully he's stopped commenting otherwise.
I'm a pole addict. And there's no help for it!
There are other things though, like this morning I realised that walking with your head up and looking at people as they pass you often gets a smile. Sometimes you get a hello. After years of looking at the pavement it's nice to finally look the world in the eyes.
It's not just in the amazing progress you see from week to week (you won't know what I mean until you try it), or in the burst of confidence you get from knowing you are strong. And not just strong for a girl. You're strong. It's not even about the rush of excitement you get from thinking or talking about pole, or re-watching your videos to work out how you can improve. The feeling of getting a "well done, you look awesome". The feeling of KNOWING you rocked it before anyone even says anything. You also get to build a community, new friends, you discover things you never knew about yourself.
For instance, I never knew I could hold my own body weight off of the floor. I never knew that bruising your inner arm hurts like the devil is pinching you (;P). I never knew that my body could (sometimes) move gracefully (admit it Karen, it happens sometimes!!).
Last night, for my "something new" this week (see challenge week 5 for more info!) I did a gold-rush. I'm not going to post the video - yes my confidence has come along in leaps and bounds but there is NO WAY I'm publishing my stomach on that pole :p A gold rush looks a bit like this:
Of course I don't look like THAT, but one day. One day ;)
I also managed to get "Gemini" down - got some work to do on it, like putting my legs back, but both hands off the pole....eeek and SQUEEEEEE . It's a rush xD
There was an incident where I managed to get myself stuck half-way between a Gemini and a Gold-Rush. It was an interesting experience. Like being caught in limbo. Eventually I squeaked enough that Tom helped me down <3
The pink shorts of power REALLY helped. It's amazing what clothes can do to your pysche, but I felt invincible! I even took on the inverted fly-hold and held it. Twice :D
Now, the pink shorts are NEON pink, I really am the day-glo girl again in them. I'm afraid though that they'll get washed out when I wash them so I'm not washing them till they're crusty. I mean it....Tom may have to move poles.
In the tradition of the new-things video I got a video of my Marley. This is something that a few weeks ago I was too nervous to do. Amazing what a few weeks can do. I'm not nervous, I'm raring to go. Instead of Karen looking at me and trying to reassure me that everything will be ok, I'm now seeing that all too familiar glint in her eyes as she decides what she's going to get me doing this week.
Release the shackles and find out what you can do! You'll never know until you give yourself permission!!
I also managed to get "Gemini" down - got some work to do on it, like putting my legs back, but both hands off the pole....eeek and SQUEEEEEE . It's a rush xD
There was an incident where I managed to get myself stuck half-way between a Gemini and a Gold-Rush. It was an interesting experience. Like being caught in limbo. Eventually I squeaked enough that Tom helped me down <3
The pink shorts of power REALLY helped. It's amazing what clothes can do to your pysche, but I felt invincible! I even took on the inverted fly-hold and held it. Twice :D
Now, the pink shorts are NEON pink, I really am the day-glo girl again in them. I'm afraid though that they'll get washed out when I wash them so I'm not washing them till they're crusty. I mean it....Tom may have to move poles.
In the tradition of the new-things video I got a video of my Marley. This is something that a few weeks ago I was too nervous to do. Amazing what a few weeks can do. I'm not nervous, I'm raring to go. Instead of Karen looking at me and trying to reassure me that everything will be ok, I'm now seeing that all too familiar glint in her eyes as she decides what she's going to get me doing this week.
Release the shackles and find out what you can do! You'll never know until you give yourself permission!!
Now, in other news:
(see, it's so easy to talk forever about pole xD)....ooops, almost got sidetracked again.
Happy Birthday to Amber!! She's 20 today :D she's spent the day being pampered, which is just about right - I hope she's had a great day :D
Tasha is doing well with her kebab challenge - no kebab meals, great job :D
Well, that's all I really have for today. I'm done ;)
Remember guys, every legitimate ad-click round the site gets us money for fundraising - so don't be shy, check them out :D we're up to £5 already so HUGE thanks to everyone clicking those ads - wub you!!
I also have to say I am humbled by the amount of people who come and read what I have to say. Some people even think what I have to say is worth retweeting, or putting into their daily/weekly story summaries....it's amazing. Thank you. I hope I'll be seeing you again :D Maybe you'll introduce yourself one day xD
(see, it's so easy to talk forever about pole xD)....ooops, almost got sidetracked again.
Happy Birthday to Amber!! She's 20 today :D she's spent the day being pampered, which is just about right - I hope she's had a great day :D
Tasha is doing well with her kebab challenge - no kebab meals, great job :D
Well, that's all I really have for today. I'm done ;)
Remember guys, every legitimate ad-click round the site gets us money for fundraising - so don't be shy, check them out :D we're up to £5 already so HUGE thanks to everyone clicking those ads - wub you!!
I also have to say I am humbled by the amount of people who come and read what I have to say. Some people even think what I have to say is worth retweeting, or putting into their daily/weekly story summaries....it's amazing. Thank you. I hope I'll be seeing you again :D Maybe you'll introduce yourself one day xD
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