Tuesday, September 03, 2013
..and I liked it!!!!!
However, I am very very very very sore.
Let's back up. I left you last freaking out because I failed my certification and had to retest. Well, ta-da, I passed it. The proctor was really nice this time. She passed the group and gave some really good feedback.
I told the girl that works at the gym here at work, and she invited me to start teaching the very next day! So I have now officially taught 2 group fitness classes, and one intro to pole dance class at the studio at home. I am a fitness professional. Whodathunkit.
With my new teaching status, I get a free unlimited membership at the pole studio. I would seriously teach just for that perk, it's saving me $120/month! Saturday I took pole, then took barre, then had an hour break, then taught my intro class IN HEELS. We always try to wear heels for intro because the dance is so simple and it looks phenomenal when you dance it in heels. The girls will most likely want a pair of their own, upsell! But whoooo, dancing in those 6" shoes made my quads burn.
Sunday I took advantage of open gym and went back to the studio just to hang out. I ended up getting on the aerial silks, and owner gave me a crash course. They're a lot of fun, but they take enormous strength the get in the poses while balancing. They also KILL your feet. You have to wrap your feet in the silk to stand on them, and when you stand they just get tighter and tighter. Of course with experience you get used to it, but for my first time it was painful.
Monday was a normal day for me.. I have every Monday off. But the rest of the world had a day off too so everyone was having open gym. I went to the studio and dragged the bf along. He and I played on the parkour side of the gym.. parallel bars, handstands, vaults. I got back on the silks.. stupid, stupid, my poor feet! Then I got on and off the pole a bit. We went home, got some chow, then he very reluctantly got me to agree to go to his crossfit box where he coaches.
I've been against crossfit for a long time. I was intimidated by the slamming weights, the big muscley guys, the super bulky Big Bertha girls you see on tv, the metal music, the jargon, the clothes, the supplements. But bf swore it was fun. I hate being a beginner at anything, especially if I'm with someone I know, and super especially if that someone I know is a professional and judging every move I make. So I managed to avoid stepping foot in a box for a long time.
However, I showed up, albeit with knees shaking, prepared to pout my way through the workout and give up in frustration.
But then he took me around and introduced me to really nice people. He showed me all the exercises and made sure I had good form. The workout (I'm not going to call it a WOD yet, I feel like a wannabe crossfit poser) called for 10 handstand pushups. I was like... uh, no I can't do that. But easy, peasy we scaled it to where I had my knees on a box and doing my pushups from there. And other girls were doing the same modification so I didn't feel bad.
I scaled every exercise, so I finished before him. At the end he asked me what I thought. I told him that it was a lot of fun, but I felt like I could do it all over again. I wished I didn't scale everything so much and pushed harder.
Well.. cut to 1am, when I'm tossing and turning and so sore that I can't sleep! My traps, lats, and lower back got the worst of it. I am sooooo sore.
But, little fitness freakazoid that I've become, I will be going back! If I can have that much fun (for free!) why not? And I'm secretly hoping that I'll turn into a superhero and be able to hit all the big flashy pole tricks. My goal is to do crossfit enough that my strength will start to show on the pole.