This has been something I always thought about but never actually thought I would do. “Oh that sounds like so much fun!” is what you always say to your girlfriends about pole dancing classes, right? Me too.

Except in July, I did it.

I signed up for a private pole dancing class and I loved it! I’m going back to take more classes for sure but I wanted to write out some things today about doing the class.

Last year I wrote about body acceptance but since then I’ve stopped breastfeeding, and one of the (negative) coping mechanisms I’ve used for my depression and anxiety has been eating comfort food for almost every meal. No I don’t hate my body, but I’ve gained some weight and I’m not pleased with my health. So I was nervous to do something that is mostly advertised for “skinny” girls, which is part of why I did a private lesson and not a class with other women, yet.

And oh what fun I had! The instructor was so nice and I didn’t feel awkward and despite the fact that I have horrible anxiety around strangers, I did really well and didn’t feel that anxious at all.
My instructor made me feel comfortable, told me there is no difference in learning moves for someone who is overweight. She showed me how to do the sexy moves and encouraged me.

She told me I was in tune well with my body and my movements weren’t jerky like a lot of first-timers. I manged to do a spin! I did so well she showed me an even harder one they don’t usually show in a first class. I couldn’t do the second spin but I’m so proud of myself and felt so awesome coming home. I kept bragging to my husband about how well I did and all the moves I could do.

It was a workout! And I really want to go back because I felt sexy and I had fun. For once in my life I did something that was a workout and while I was doing it, I didn’t hate my life (you know that feeling, don’t you ladies?!).

Not only did I do something that sounded scary, but I did it well and I took time for self care. How great is that?! Yes I came away tired, I could barely lift my arms for a few days and I had the biggest bruise of my life on my leg. But I’m going back.

Update: Since I wrote this post a few days after my first lesson, I’ve since contacted the studio again and have signed up for 10 weeks of private lessons!! I will post more about this if I feel the need to, otherwise wise me luck.

Share: Have you ever taken a pole dancing class? Or done something that you thought you couldn’t and ended up loving it?