I feel an obligation to be somewhat good at it because I started this entire fitness thing because of it, but I'm so weak at the newer moves that it seriously discourages me. Yoga now comes very easily to me but pole is truly the toughest thing.
Today was great though, because I had the most supportive classmates and the sweetest instructor who stubbornly believed I could do it. Like for this photo, I asked my classmates to help me up but they kept telling me I could do it, stepping in only to spot my descent.
Can I get a whoop whoop!
Headed over to baby's after that, bruised and in need to be babied. We had X-Men lined up and he was super excited. I don't remember much of the movie frankly, but I remember him being bloody adorable at the Quiksilver bits.
My silly baby.
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