The most terrifying thing about this pose
was falling backwards and trusting that the hammock would catch me. Obviously, I have more faith in the hammock than I have that people would catch me during a so-called trust fall. Once, I overcame that apprehension, I had to build up my tolerance for being suspended by what felt like a thick rope cutting through my torso.
The poses were beautiful.
Yet, they were also exhausting. At least gravity helped to exit the poses. I wasn’t the least bit concerned with looking sexy. The instructor reminded us several times that the first class was the worst. That alone made me want to try it again.
The next class I want to try out is a hoop class in order to experience the difference. No matter which class I take at this studio, they never fail to be good work outs. I feel myself becoming stronger since there’s no way to cheat one’s way through any of the movements.
As a matter of fact, the biggest challenge to taking this class, along with some others, is my full time work schedule. I’m keeping my options open with my current job while working my writing side hustle. I’d love to either reduce my hours so I’m only working 4 days a week or pick up a lucrative writing gig.