I have just come out of the most amazing pole class. To be more accurate it was an amazing couple of classes but to think that I nearly missed one of them is staggering.
Lets start at the beginning. I have been struggling for some time now to juggle my love of Crossfit with my love of Pole. On Saturday morning the struggle is the worst because Saturday Crossfit is a brilliant one and Saturday Pole at Sky High is also brilliant so apart from splitting myself in two you can see my dilemma.
What I have come up with is, I go to the earlier lighter class of gym which is a compromise because the later one is legendary. However if I go to the earlier one I have enough time to get my tush over to Sky High for their stretch and intermediate class which is also legendary.
As you can imagine I’m a little pooped by the time I get there. I am trying particularly yucky protein drinks, (is there a way to dissolve the powder completely? Because if there is that method has evaded me). Anyhoo the protein drinks are supposed to give me more stamina and help me recover quicker. If I notice a difference I’ll let you know.
I had time for a nap and a snack before Pole stretch but I could already see that they had been doing cool stuff in Pole beginners and a wave of FOMO washed over me. However I told myself to suck it up and get ready for stretch class.
Now one of the majorly cool things about this stretch class is that we look at how we can progress. So I’ve had my splits for a while. Pole has shown me how to straighten them up but I got an additional gift today. Today I did an extended stretch by putting my foot on a block and I’ve been wanting to try that for a while and then because it didn’t feel too bad I tried two blocks and huzzah Trishy new split challenge. That alone made my day. But wait there’s more…..
The stretch class ended and disaster struck. I leave home at dawn for gym and I had forgotten to pack pole shorts. Now I could have bought some more but I am trying to be better with my money and I thought now think Trishy.
Giang the teacher loaned me a pair of hers which were super cute but good golly I’m not ready for that amount of exposure yet. Still I actually tried them on and saw me in them so that was a progress move. I ended up wearing my big enoromous floofy gym shorts and that’s when disaster struck for the second time.
I had picked a position right up front in class so it was pretty much me in the corner with that bloody great mirror that takes up the whole wall. Usually that mirror and I have a wow of a time. In other classes when I position myself a couple of rows back I stand there and admire my muscles but up close and personal like we were today it was like it was a magnifying glass. An attack of the flabs assailed me in my big floofy shorts and I thought oh go home, what are you doing here.
I’ve done a couple of brave things in my life and this was one of them. I said suck it up Trishy, you know you love Giang’s classes, you are here, you will stay here no-one cares about your big floofy shorts or your big flabby belly but my god it was hard.
Now Stephanie and Cody were in the class and those girls were gorgeous. Trish try this, Trish give this a go. Total inclusion, total Trish you’re one of us, it was lovely. Whoever has raised those girls have created beautiful human beings.
So I’m proud I held my ground I will probably burn all my large floofy shorts now but something big happened, something very very big that made me enormously glad that my floofy shorts and I stayed. This blog was going to be about how I have decided to commemorate one year of Crossfit but something big happened…….
So there I was in class. It was an inters ½ class and all the good people were there so this usually means I try to stay out of the way and just do what I can. It’s cool, there are classes when there are just a couple of people and then I can say show me this show me that etc. Giang is a real sweety and she still manages to give me plenty of time.
Anyhoo there we were in class and I knew I needed my Extended Butterfly to be able to do the Ayesha and then my friends the next step is the Iron X. I want the Iron X like Gollum wanted his ring, possibly more so. So my plan for this lesson had been, shut up, keep quiet, pick up what you can, but Giang says “Who wants to learn the Ayesha?”. She may as well have taken the ring out of her pocket and shown me. Stuff keep quiet, my hand shot up before I knew what it was doing and I yelled MEEEE.
Giang says Do you have your Extended Butterfly?. Yes I said, lieing through my back teeth. I don’t know why I did that I just want the Iron X so badly. Giang, clever little thing that she is, is not easily fooled and says “Show me”. I figured this is your chance Trishy do or die, how hard can it be. I’m amazed I didn’t bend the pole. I socked one leg up there, I chucked the other leg next to it. I’m talking to myself while I do it. You put an arm there and then you bring that leg down and it was ok. Nothing special. Giang says can you extend it because I had just done a regular one. I tried and I succeeded but I needed Giang to say turn your chest and your head must point downwards. So I was disappointed that I couldn’t do it on my own but I thought hey Trishy you gave it a red hot go and you will practice and you will get it. So off Giang went to help Cody with her Ayesha and it looked awful pretty.
So there I was sucking it up, being a good sport and a respectful student thinking ok I can see the progression work on your Extended Butterfly and then Giang comes back and she says do you want a spot. I think this is very nice and she is going to spot me the Extended Butterfly. So off we go and then she says put your legs here, bring your but to me and ……. now….. reader prepare yourself…. make sure you are sitting down while you read this, OMG – WE DID THE AYESHA!!!!!! I nearly died. Giang showed me a cool way to get down afterwards and I had a smile as wide as a mile. Oh my giddy god I was so grateful I and my floofy shorts had stayed for that lesson and you know what? The move felt ok, I think I have the strength to do it. I barely gave a rats tush what happened after that. For the remaining minutes of the lesson it was just me and the Ayesha and in the distance I could see just gently glowing my Iron X. She’s out there waiting for me.
The only thing that brought me back to the real world and Giang had shown us Suicides into Supermans in the meantime and even that wasn’t enough to distract me from my high. She has gone and introduced a lovely thing back to our class. When Stacey was our instructor she used to give us unstructured time on the pole and my soul loved that. Well Giang has brought it back and I love it. I don’t care if I have the grace of a Clydesdale in wellington boots I just love it. My soul loves it. So what a morning hey I came home exhausted.
Thank you Universe for providing my pole studio, my teachers and my fellow students and gym buddies who I love to bits.