Self-Love: Pole Dancing Edition

Taking pole dancing/fitness lessons has been the single most important self-love act that I have done for myself in my twenties.  Not only has it been a confidence booster concerning my sexiness and self esteem, but I’ve also slimmed down, gained and toned muscle, gained ab definition, strengthened my Kegel muscles, and increased my flexibility.  I attend Miss Pole dance studio in Madison, Wisconsin, and I have so many good things to say about it.  The instructors are great, the classes are affordable, and the students are supportive, caring, and wonderful accountability partners. Check out their site if you happen to be in the Southern part of Wisconsin.

Here’s a little taste of what I could do during Pole Level 2.

Pole 2

I took a step up and did a sit.  My thigh skin is holding me up there – it’s all about conditioning!

Current Goals

  • Touch my toes.
  • Do three reach aboves in a row.
  • Tighten my “Drama Queen.”
  • Do the Flag.
  • Back swing with Right arm.
  • Barrel of Monkeys.
  • One-handed back swing.
  • Rockstar.

I have so many goals in pole – and I reach about one a week.  This makes me feel great.

Having a pole in the middle of my living room is helpful, but so is having the ambition to actually use it.

Here’s some home pole shots:

Pole 3 On the left is the Barrel of Monkeys I mentioned, a Pole 3 move.  I can hold it like this.  The trick is being able to do this in a spin.  I’ll get there.


This is my invert!  Another Pole 3 move.  Now, going from here is where things get tricky for me.  The move I’m trying to get down is hooking my top knee on the pole and reaching up above it with my right hand.  This is the reach above.  From here I could go into a rock star, stand straight up, and sooo many other things! But first, I need to get this down.  I’ll get there. =)

The biggest lesson I’ve learned in pole is TO BE PATIENT WITH MYSELF.  I was always the Type A perfectionist who wouldn’t do something unless she could do it correctly and efficiently the first time.  Luckily, college happened, I learned I wasn’t the smartest person in the world, and I slowly grew out of this mentality.  Now, I have patience with myself.  I am kind to myself.  I know I’ll eventually get these moves down.  It’ll happen.  Maybe not as quickly as I like, but what’s the fun in progress if it doesn’t take some work to get there?

Climb on, my sisters!