Pole at Anamaya Yoga Retreat, Costa Rica

About AcroPole

People often ask how I started pole. It's quite embarrassing. It was a Living Social deal, one class for $20. I was feeling not-very-sexy. The guy I was seeing was slowly losing interest so I thought this would be a quick way to reel him back in. If not, at least it'd be a good story to tell, right? Little did I realize that pole would quickly replace any man that fell in my path.

I was a nervous wreck for my first pole class. In my excitement, I forgot to invite a friend so I showed up to alone. It worked in my favor though. As all the girl buddies tried not to giggle at each other, I was killing every move thrown my way.

'Sexy walk? I don't know how to sexy walk', I thought.
Two seconds later.
'Holy shit, I'm doing it. Hot damn girl! You look like a sex goddess!' 
I may have screamed in my head/outloud when I saw myself in the mirror. Whatevs.

I love pole. It is my sport the way yoga or hockey is to some people. I would have never thought in a million years that it would lead me down this path. I have never felt so strong, beautiful or confident in my entire life. 

Pole isn't about sex appeal or even fitness. It goes so much deeper. You're forced to live by the second, let go of your fears and overcome your mind's insecurities. 
One class of pole will change you.

I've been teaching students for as long as I can remember - swimming, piano, first aid. Pole is the perfect next step. Nothing is more rewarding than seeing your student do something they thought impossible.