A dancer for money, I’ll do what you want me to do…
I recently took up Pole Dancing; the first time I went with the hope that I could perhaps learn to dance seductively to pick up guys, and having the skills of a pole dancer couldn’t hurt in the bedroom right??
When I told people that I was going to pole dancing, the reaction was incredible, guys practically fell over themselves. With that reaction, I was even more excited about classes.
After my first class I realised that this would be a great way to get fit and tone myself, and I wasn’t quite as bad as I thought I would be! In fact, maybe, just maybe, I could become a pole dancer? I have the tits, I have the ass, and perhaps a few lessons down the track I will have the rhythm, body tone and the fitness required for this to be a viable option.
At my second class I was reminded that I didn't quite have the rhythm, but I was getting the hang of things and rhythm will come eventually ...
I’ve signed up for 8 weeks of dancing, and my last class will be the 2nd October; I’ve also recently resigned from my respectable corporate job, so this date will also coincidentally be my 2nd day of unemployment. Kevin Rudd supports strippers, so obviously this is a career track worth exploring, and what better way to further disappoint my mother? I’ll update you on my progress!
No comments:
Post a Comment