I am bruised and battered. I have a charley-horse in my left bicep and a bruise on my collar-bone. My back feels like someone punched me in the kidney. It was a great class!
Marks of success. Pole Trophies. Call them what you will, but I am proud of myself.
I know most of you reading that will think I'm crazy. Pole is my release and passion. I love it. I am sore from attempting a new move. Our instructor was showing us a move she herself was working on, and I couldn't help but try. I did it barely. I managed to lift my foot off the floor about an inch, which counts. I swear it counts.