As a Las Vegas native, I’ve seen my share of athletes on poles and I’ve always been in awe of their strength, grace and femininity. Now that pole fitness studios are popping up everywhere (and you don’t have to be a lady of the night to do tricks) I finally quenched my curiosity and signed up for an introduction class.
I have a long way to go before I make my hometown proud, on a pole at least, but the empowerment I felt as I draped myself around that shiny metal cylinder is addicting. The true beauty of the pole is its innate power to grant the freedom to explore an often suppressed side of ourselves. I came out of that class a richer person, and my body got a darn good workout too.