Short and Sweet.

Day 65 of 2012.

Well technically, it's day 67, but due to the fact that I worked New Year's Eve, I celebrated with my husband and some friends on New Year's Day. After a grand amount of beverages consumed, multiple bars visited, and way too much money spent, a good time was indeed had by all parties involved. (I think.) I then spent most of January 2nd in recovery. Therefore, my 2012 did not officially begin until January 3rd. Hence, Day 65.

I have my 14th week of pole fitness class tonight! I am simply tickled by how much I'm enjoying this. Anyone who knows me is aware of the fact that I have rarely seen a pole and not felt compelled to dance on it. Can you believe that I have managed to locate an official outlet for this bizarre urge? It's utterly fantastic. I cannot WAIT to put a pole in my garage. (My husband is in full support of this decision.) Not only is it fun, but the strength and muscle that I've built in just a few weeks is astounding. I've just started Level 3, which is 6 weeks of mostly strength training in preparation for the kinds of stunts I'll get to tackle in Level 4. The amount of upper body and core strength that it takes to do aerial pole work (super awesome tricks way up in the air) is mind-blowing. It's such a great feeling to feel body getting stronger. Suddenly I have actual definition in my arms again. (Bye bye flabby-skin wings!) I was in pretty good shape back in the day. (Let's not dwell on how long ago that 'day' actually was.) I was a dancer, and a cheerleader. I had muscles! I played a sport or two, but I was never any good. I like to think that I was much too (*cough*) graceful to ever be very competitive. Let the beefy clodhoppers bring home their sports trophies- my pom poms and I will stick to the sidelines, thank you very much. The uniforms were way cuter, anyway.

This whole pole-dancing thing is just another fabulous stage of my ongoing midlife crisis. Although it was clicking along quite nicely throughout most of last year (including, but not limited to: a tattoo, piercings, and weird random urges to wear fishnets and purchase things in leopard print), but here's what I'm working on in 2012.

So far, I've:
a) ...started my life as a pole dancer.
b) ...developed a correlating fascination with all things burlesque and boudoir.
c) ...made an appointment for another large tattoo.
d) ...dyed my hair black with blue streaks.
e) ...got plans to completely redecorate all three bedrooms and both bathrooms in my house.
f) ...still got a hair up my ass to buy either a motorcycle or a classic car.
g) ...started a blog to chronicle my female whims and early middle-age dysfunction.

Wish me luck! Blog #1: Complete.