Po.lita and I are pole addicts.
Initially I was going to say that my addiction is probably slightly less severe than hers because she’s starting instructor training, but since I’m the one with a pole in my living room I think we’re about equal right now.
This afternoon I felt about as bloated, sluggish, and attractive as a dead fish floating down a drain. Just my luck that the last day of performance week was the first day of my period. (sorry for the TMI! Lol)
The husband even asked how I was going to make it through the night in my zombie state but I knew that the minute I stepped into the pole studio, I would be fine.
And I was! It’s amazing what a little pole-time can do.
Anyway, I managed to get a couple of shots today. Pardon the strange layout. I meant to put up more shots too, but between my bad internet and connection at home and the temperamental Mac, I’m happy enough to just get these up at all!