OK Brian: just for you, I’ll be posting more often. Ron and I got dinner with a good friend last night; he’s moving to California to go to law school. I was pleasantly surprised when he told me he’s been reading my blog. But then he made fun of me for having “maybe 4 posts.” Oops…I guess quantity does count for something.
Luckily I have something very exciting to report. I went to Booty Camp today. I have been struggling so hard with climbing. Most of the time I get all set up to climb up the pole and I end up simply sliding down no matter how hard I am trying to stay put by squeezing my legs and flexing my shoulders. Kristen likes to make a “wah, wah” noise as the inevitable slide occurs. Kind of a bummer.
But last Monday I took Beginning Spin Pole from Melanie. It’s amazing; the pole spins freely but you do have to use your whole upper body to maintain your position and your lower body to maintain control. It’s more of a focus on endurance than stationary pole. I think that might have bumped my upper body up a notch.
Today Melanie announced that we were going to climb. She explained different instructions for those who can climb the whole way and for those who go halfway. I was prepared for halfsies — if that — and got set up. I started going and suddenly everything just clicked. My core was under control to pull my legs up and my arms were holding out amazingly well. I suddenly realized that I was past the halfway point. It was then that I looked down and decided, “Oh hell yeah. Today I’m going all the way.” Other participants finished before I did and I said down to Melanie (now about 15 feet below me), “you guys go on without me. I’m going to the top.” I kept pulling and — with no amount of disbelief on my part — made it all the way to the top of the 20-something foot pole! In the past I had always ruminated and wondered how to get down from the top once you’re up there. I hadn’t discovered a solution by the time I reached the ceiling. But no matter; I was too excited to have achieved this milestone that I didn’t even feel my inner thighs chafing as I slid — and squeaked — back down to the floor.