The bruises…

This morning — against my better judgment, really — I took Booty Blast (formerly Booty Camp for Dolls), Level 1-2, and then my first Level 3 pole class.  It’s not that I don’t have the aerobic strength and endurance, I just found that it’s hard to put my muscles through that much consistent exertion!

Level 3 is entirely different and entirely harder, but it’s fun to be learning new things.  I think I learned 5 new moves today in a one-hour class.  Sasha taught Level 3 this morning; it’s always interesting to move among regular teachers.  Everyone has a different style.  It’s good because it challenges me more in every way.  Sasha is a stickler for perfection.  I can’t say I blame her; from what we were doing today I can tell you’d need to be.  Higher level equals greater challenge and — in some cases — greater danger.  When you are holding the pole between your inner thighs, six feet off the ground, leaning back into a plank, and letting go of the pole with one hand, there might be a potential for injury.  So you listen hard to your teacher when she tells you to “push your hips up!” because if you don’t, your butt is going to drag you all the way down to the floor, and it isn’t gonna feel good when it hits.

I performed that inner thigh technique too many times to count.  There’s a level of pain for me that is unprecedented to when I have to squeeze the pole with my inner thighs.  It’s my kryptonite.  It’s the only technique I’ve come across in pole that makes me want to cry forever.  Melanie says your inner thighs get “desensitized.”  We’ll see.  I think hers might be made of leather…

There’s nothing like kicking your own ass — and letting it be kicked by other people — to give you a real sense of accomplishment.  I am hurting and banged and bruised, but I am so happy.  I learned a lot, I achieved things I didn’t think I’d be able to achieve, and I can feel it all in my body right now.  Talk about a reward.

One thought on “The bruises…

  1. I can totally relate to the bruises and pain. The back of my knee has been constantly bruised ever since my first class, and I keep knocking my knees into the pole, getting huge black bruises. At least now it’s cool enough outside that I can wear pants and cover up most of them:)

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