With my arm in a rather large and heavy cast not to mention a completely unplanned pregnancy. Pole dancing is out for a while.
And I am missing it with every fiber of my being. I look at my pole longingly, wishing that I could play. Tuesdays are not the same with out my Tease friends. It sucks.
I am afraid I will loose all of my tricks and my strength. More than that I am not liking how I am slipping back into thinking negatively about myself. Pole dancing is more than my work out- its my therapy.
Whenever I would get pregnant before, I would be kind of excited for the excuse to not work out so much, now I am considering making a paper chain to count down the days to my return to pole dancing.