Spring semester, week one, doneeeee :). That means only like 15 more weeks ’til I can say bye-bye to chem and bio, right? So far so good this semester, my classes are a continuation of last semester so I kind of know what I’m in for in the upcoming weeks. It seems a little less daunting this time around though because I now have a support system thanks to the other students I bonded with and no longer feel shell shocked to be taking science courses.
Before class this morning I hit up “Pure Barre” for the first time.
Oh, I felt the shake.
It’s been a hot second since I’ve taken a barre class and I forgot how much I love them. While I love strength training and doing work outs with heavy weights, I think barre is a great low impact workout to mix it up. During half marathon training I found it especially helpful and would try to take a 45 minute class at work before a short run. I found it helped loosened up my body before the run.
Pure Barre did not disappoint and I had shaking thighs in no time! It was a sad sad reminder of how downhill my flexibility has gone. It’s always been a struggle for me, even when I danced a lot as a youngin’ and in college, but I also haven’t been doing anything to help my flexibility these days. Just a reminder that I desperately need some more yoga and barre in my life to help my poor tight hammies.
In chemistry class I was still enjoying my post-barre bliss and counting down the hours ’til TRAPEZE 😀
I’m not sure how much flying I’m going to get to do this semester with my school and work schedule, so I booked this class as an “end of week 1” treat to myself. The class was small so we got a bunch of turns which was excellent for my trick, painful for my hands. I decided to give the layout a rest since I caught it a few times on vacation and work on my turn-around.
(in case you didn’t get my weird since of humor the title of this post “bar” is referring to trapeze bar. Get it? heh)
I tried to focus on that split second when I actually turn around in the air and making that transition cleaner. My tendency is to muscle my way through that turn around when it’s really meant to be a more fluid motion. It’s really hard to process what’s going on when something happens super quick, for a split second, and 25 feet up in the air so I focused on getting that moment down. It was still wonky at the end of class and my hands were pretty beat up, but I think I finally understand what I need to do.
Considering I have quite a few fears and phobias, trapeze is really an unlikely hobby for a gal like me. I’ve never had a fear of heights, but even all these years later I still get butterflies if I haven’t flown for awhile or if I’m trying a new trick. I’ve been taking my turn-around off the second rise which gives me extra height off the board. Something about taking off that second rise scares the bejesus out of me and freaks me out each time without fail. Oddly enough I think that is why flying is therapeutic to me, it forces me to face these itty bitty fears with the help of a safety harness.
After trapeze I promptly put on sweat pants and haven’t left my couch since :). Lazy Friday night for the win!
How do you treat yourself at the end of a long week?
Any barre lovers out there?
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