shanmonster | Callouses on my Inner Thighs

I've got to get me a set of 'em. Then I'll be able to pole-sit as long as I want without having the skin on my thighs bunch up like the edge of a lasagna noodle. I did a lot of chin-ups today, and tried (mostly failing) to do a pike spin. I can't quite get my legs up while I'm twirling, but I tried! I also fell hard on one knee. I'm sure I'll have a pretty bruise there within the next couple of days.

I did more chin-ups today than I've ever done before. I did them from standing. I did them from sitting. I did them, then lifted my legs up into a pike position, and then lowered my legs back down before coming out of the chin-up. I may end up with upper arms bigger around than my waist. I can live with that.

I also ended up teaching the instructor a pole move she hadn't seen before. Maybe I invented it. I call it the pole dancer's version of the Turkish Drop. Standing to the left of the pole, I grip with my right hand high up while standing nice and straight. I cock my hips forward as I lift my feet toward my butt, which sends me spinning around the pole. And then I angle my hips so I am suddenly spinning backwards, landing in a full kneeling backbend. Ta-da!

After all that, I have time to grab a quick supper (a peanut butter/banana/whey protein smoothie), and then I'm off to kung fu which shall likely kill me. It's far too hot today, and I already did a big workout. I must be crazy.

And tomorrow, if all goes as planned, I take another pole dance class and an ATS class, and then after a hurried bike ride, I go teach belly dance to senior citizens again. It's supposed to be brutally hot tomorrow, too. I very well may die.