Since March 2020 (for obvious reasons) I had become quite accustomed to doing my pole dance training on my todd in one way or another. I was either training at home during online classes , practice sessions (if I got my arse in gear) or I was having a pole to myself in class due to the old Covid regulations. However, recently my pole training has returned right back to how it was in the before times (to coin a phrase used by the lovely Jamie Taylor). I am back at studio practice sessions as opposed to spinning around my home pole, and thanks to an increase in the amount of people who can attend classes here in the UK, I am back to sharing a pole again, and I bloody love it.
Don’t get me wrong sometimes there are obvious benefits to training alone. If you’ve got a competition or showcase to train for, and you really need to get your head down and work on your routine, or if you’re in an utter bastard of a mood and just need to dance your feelings out, training alone can be extremely beneficial. Also (this is definitely my situation) if you’ve got fucking weird taste in music and fancy training to some tunes that make your class mates recoil in horror, then yes sometimes training alone can have it’s benefits. Despite how antisocial I thought pandemic life had made me, I’ve jumped straight back in to training with my pole homies again, and am thoroughly enjoying myself in the process.
It had been so long since I shared a pole with one of my pole buddies (seriously, how the fuck had it been two years?!) that I honestly forgot just how much fun it can be. First off, you actually get a break from training so your pal can use the pole. Now, this may not sound like a big deal, but when I have a pole to myself I legit give myself about a ten second interval between attempting moves or combos, which results in either knackering myself into sheer exhaustion early on in the class or if it’s spinny pole whizzing into nauseating oblivion. Sharing a pole means you get more out of the class and don’t die of exhaustion 20 minutes in, which is always a win.
Most importantly though, it’s the camaraderie of sharing a pole again that I am loving. You get the excitement of being able to cheer your classmate on , or being cheered on yourself when you’re smashing it. You get to have the solidarity of a joint whinge/glance at each other whilst trying not to collectively shit yourselves at the death defying move your instructor has just asked you to do – and you have a spotter on hand to help you attempt said move too! Gone are the days of balancing your phone on yoga blocks, sticking the front facing camera on and hoping for the best when it comes to recording yourself, as your pole buddy will happily play photographer and videographer to help you get that perfect shot for the ‘gram.
Lastly, whilst we are still very much in the grips of winter, having a buddy to share the pole with helps prevent the pole from turning into a cold, slippery bastard, thus stopping your training session from becoming a frustrating mess, a situation I have found myself in on many an occasion!
Overall, despite the perks to having a pole to oneself, I am firmly loving the return of sharing a pole with one of your class mates again. It’s helped massively in my quest to boost my pole mojo, as it’s increased the social element to training, and has made my pole classes even more fun than they already were. Long may sharing a pole with our pole homies continue!