I woke up tired as hell because I didn’t go to sleep until about 4am after I finally winded down from the club. But my friend Gillian had invited me to join her at her Pole Dancing class in Cabanyal. So I rallied and took the bus at 11am and got to the class. It was two classes actually. The first was kind of a combination of stretching and yoga very related to pole dancing moves. Then we did an hour of Exotic with patent platform high heels and knee pads and yes I tried pole dancing for the first time. Good god it was hard!! I did ok for my first time. It reminded me of when I took my first piano lesson. In my mind I was going to sit down at the piano and play like Liberace. Alas I became frustrated when I had to play a few notes that didn’t sound like a song at all. After the lesson I just played all over the piano and in my mind I WAS Liberace. Today was very much like that. I thought I would get on that pole and be able to lift myself up and spin around and look all glamorous and sexy. Instead I looked extremely awkward and kept getting stuck when I tried to spin. The instructor was so amazing! She made it look so easy and then there was me. Haha. But in my mind I just said - you’re doing it! You’re amazing! Wow look at you go! The mirror did not reflect what I wanted my body to do, but I did it and I’m sore and I might try to do it again sometime.
After Gillian and I stopped at a cute Brazilian cafe and had some coffee and pan de queso (Brazilian cheese bread). It was delicious!! I walked back to the hotel about 40 mins and I’m dead.