Pole Party... No, it's not a typo

Man, did I have a busy Saturday. I had three events scheduled in the morning, afternoon, and night. The first was a hike with the ladies from Curves. Then, I had to help Leo sell beer at the local mariachi festival. And last and most exciting, a pole party to finish off the night.

I woke up at 6:30am to get ready for the 9am hike. I don't need all that time to put on my workout attire and shoes but we did need to get there early to find a good parking spot. Since the Curves owner extended the invitation to family, friends, and pets, I towed Leo and he the dog. After a bowl of oatmeal and packing two water bottles, we were off to Mt. Rubidoux.

Curves decided to change the routine by taking our workout outside. Even though it was cloudy, most of us broke a sweat before starting the climb. It took us about an hour to reach the top of Mt. Rubidoux where we took a break before starting a Zumba session.

Leo brought Sparky who represented Curves well.

Elizabeth, me, and Lupe, our Zumba instructor, at 9am.

A hiking we will go...

A view of the city from the top

Sparky, post- hike. We all felt like this but we had to dance.

Zumba-ing at the top of the mountain. 

After the hike, we headed to Butch's Grinders. The early morning workout in combination with the lunch meal made me crash. After about an hour nap, it was time to get ready for the next event. Since I was going to accompany Leo to sell beer at a mariachi festival, I decided to rock my cowboy boots. I watched different folklórico groups perform on stage while I handed thirsty folks red Solo cups of beer. Watching the young kids made me miss my college days when I used to dance. Those were the simple times of zero responsibilities.

The good old days.

Simple times.

After two hours of standing, it was time to go. The balls of my feet hurt. I didn't know how I was going to withstand three more hours of standing in heels at the pole party. That's right, a pole party, not to be confused with a pool party because I don't know how to swim. Elizabeth and Lupe invited me to go to this girls-only event where we were going to learn how to work the pole. A costume was mandatory but my devil one is a long dress, what I assumed to be a no-no for pole dancing. And the other "sexy" costume I own is a pirate one but being that it is from Party City I didn't trust it to stay intact during the lesson. So I decided to keep it simple and dress like a sexy teacher, although it wasn't much of a costume if you ask me. I threw on my white-collar, button-down teacher shirt, my non-teacher mini skirt, and my winter go-go boots. I took off my contacts and put on my glasses for full effect and touched my lips with rouge to complete the "sexy" look. I then headed to Lupe's house so we could carpool in her van-gina, as she calls it. 

Punk Rocker, Kitty Cat, Sexy Teacher

Us at 9pm.

There were drinks, appetizers, and vendors at the party. After getting our drink and food on, Liz, Lupe, and I headed into the pole room. We all took pictures pretending to be professional dancers, of course, before the instructor commenced the lessons.

Me, before learning how to spin.

The teacher began by teaching us how to walk sexy. One foot in front of the other. Sounds easy enough. BUT, you have to walk slooooowly, which is REALLY hard to do in heels because it's like balancing on stilts.

Walking Sexy lesson

Then, the teacher taught us the term Applying the Lotion. None of us knew what she meant until she demonstrated for us. So, imagine yourself applying lotion all over your body. Now, imagine yourself applying it in a slow, sexy manner. That's Applying the Lotion. It's basically feeling yourself up as you dance. We also learned how to walk the pole, spin, and slide down the pole. There were three performances by the professionals and now I understand why pole dancing has become a fitness program. It takes a lot of muscle to pull one self up a pole and stay there. The instructor held herself up with her legs and then her arms. It also takes a lot of confidence to snake around the floor.

Some of the women won a lot of good prizes through the raffles. Bottles of wine, purses, perfumes, and free Zumba and pole dancing classes were given away. I, of course, didn't win anything, but Lupe and Liz did. The instructor offers personal classes for groups of eight or more for bachelorette, birthday, and soon-to-be-single parties. I think this would make an awesome bachelorette party because it's not intimidating at all. So if anyone is interested in hosting one of these, please invite me.

I had a lot of fun. Yeah, I was nervous at first but you get over it. Ladies stop paying attention once they start chatting it up so no one is really interested in what you're doing on that pole other than the teacher. Unless you bring Lupe because she had the camera attached to her face the entire night. Elizabeth and I are just waiting for the incriminating pictures to pop up on Facebook.

Awesome ending to my Saturday with these awesome girls!