and both times 'the divinyls' were playing in the background

reasons why my first pole dancing class reminded me somewhat of the first time i had sex:

- i was very, VERY sore, almost immediately after;

- the line "don't be afraid of the pole" was used more than once to calm my nerves;

- i giggled like a schoolgirl every time we tried a new move (except this time i was not actually a schoolgirl);

- both times i wished i'd done more sit-ups in the past;

- i felt simultaneously deeply embarrassed and incredibly invigorated;

- i left my boots on;

- i suffered from pole burn the next day.


*applies arnica*

*EVERYWHERE*