Monday, May 28, 2012
I take pole dancing classes and teach at a small studio in Boulder called Boulder Spirals. It’s in its’ fledgling years and we instructors are tasked with promoting the crap out of our classes. It’s not a perfect system but if we want to teach, we better make sure we are doing our part to get our classes filled. I’m pretty sure my 162 Facebook friends have reached saturation with my media blitzes and while I’m giving it my best shot, I’m not exactly great at Twitter.
I love Boulder Spirals. It came to me at a time when I was twiddling my thumbs and trying to figure out what was next. For the first time both my kids were in school all day and I had time on my hands. I wasn’t about to try to get a real job, not that anyone would want me with a gaping eleven years missing from my résumé, and I still wanted my family to be my top priority. Enter Boulder Spirals and I suddenly found myself with a new avocation as well as a job. I also found myself completely embraced by a family of women (and lots of fantastic significant others) who only wanted to be support me and see me succeed. It couldn’t have come at a better time.
So with all that said, I am totally invested in Boulder Spirals succeeding beyond anyone’s wildest dreams. Our evil marketing director, Tabitha, is always bitching at encouraging us to find new ways to market the studio and when the Bolder Boulder showed up on my calendar, I had flash of inspiration. For those of you who don’t know, it’s one of the largest 10K runs in the country. This one had over 50,000 runners and we’ve had a long-standing tradition of throwing a party at a friend’s house who lives on the route. We usually hand out copious amounts of bacon to runners while drinking Mimosas and listening to music. This year I thought, why not take it up a notch? I talked Sasha into lugging the X-stage to Amy’s house and setting it up.
With a little hemming and hawing, Sasha agreed, I talked another instructor to attend, and we were ready for the biggest media stunt ever. Sasha decided to come along at the last minute and the three of us spent about four hours poling for the masses as they ran by. Our host’s husband, a natural performer and big-time ham, dug out a pair of Speedos and ripped a t-shirt into a crop-top and got on the pole with us. It turned into a morning of inspired poling, humor and fun. As luck would have it, Erik, I mean “Nitro” ended up getting the picture published in the local paper, but not without our banner in the background.
I worked a lot on my stamina and perfected my wrist sit and that side scissor leg thing that I can’t remember the name of. I guess I do well under pressure. I’m sure there were some people who didn’t appreciate our PG-13 show, but I’m guessing most people enjoyed it, or were at least amused by it. I’d bet the teenage boys LOVED it, much to their parents’ chagrin. You can’t please everyone.
So THANK YOU Sasha, Stacey, Anthony, Tabitha, Matt, Amy and Erik for making this Memorial Day truly memorable!