Okay, this is not poetry related, but I’m very happy! Me and my friend Charlotte won first place at the Pole for U aNd I Inter-University Pole Fitness Competition for doubles! There was only one other pair but they were AMAZING and we never expected to win! They were a boy and girl and did amazing tricks and even were on the pole at the same time; it was beautiful. It still is sinking in that we won, and I’m loving my trophy! We each get a free pole too and I can’t wait! Two of my housemates also do pole dancing and so we will hopefully find a way of putting it up in the house and then we can spin on it whilst cooking pasta and such things. I made a couple of mistakes in the routine so wasn’t happy with how it went but I don’t mind now we won, yay!!
Also, I have changed my mind. It did feel empowering. I have only done dancing competitions in groups before so it was a great boost in confidence to be able to do this. I was shaking and really nervous beforehand and was so proud of myself afterwards. So, yes, it felt empowering. I went to celebrate that night but sadly drank too much, got upset about a boy and cried. Those are the things that need changing, and pole dancing makes me feel good and I see it as opposite those things like alcohol abuse, and allowing sadomasochistic relations with men, therefore it must be empowering.
I challenge anyone to try doing an up-side-down pike and not feel on top of the world.