Alternative title: My feet are pressed against the fabric wrap, the metal resting against my neck, I steady my breath, I steady my heart and release my hands from the hoop…
S had initially talked me into the Aerial Hoop taster session in the hopes of finding an alternative to Pole Class (our instructor has been rather unreliable of late) … It soon became a necessary distraction as my Depression started to take hold. And distraction it was! The moment I saw the hoop my mind was suddenly focused on the poses, the steps it took to complete them, in awe of the body as it pushed itself further and further.
The body silenced the mind … It silenced the demons.
When my Depression flares it starts to pick me apart, starting with my body. Perceived flaws are elevated to levels akin to monstrous, I start to pick and pinch at my skin, scratching at the Acne … I know that the image I see is distorted when Depression is in the Captain’s chair, so why I do I believe each drop of poison it drips into my system?
Looping my right leg over the hoop, my right hand gripping the fabric tight, I bring my left leg round and grab it with my left hand. Toes pointed. Spinning gently. With every inhale and exhale I take in the pose the mind quietens. It thinks of the contrasting feeling of the skin of my foot and the fabric on the hoop, the pressure applied by the hoop on the back of my knee and my hand on the hoop … For a moment I close my eyes. For a moment everything is calm. Controlled.
Some moves I couldn’t manage in Pole Dancing were manageable in Hoop … For example (and don’t tell my Yoga Instructors!) I managed to get my feet over my head, I watched my toes flex and point. I held the pose comfortably, wanting to stay there for as long as I could (though if I tried this I would likely pass out from blood rushing to my head – at least I’d be at the UCC for something other than trapping my finger in a car door!).
Aerial Hoop made me feel strong, physically and mentally. It reminded me that I needed my exercise routine (it lapsed over Christmas), it reminded me that challenging myself is an essential part of life (even if it’s poop your pants terrifying), it reminded me that my body is capable of amazing things (we all need reminding of such things from time to time). Unfortunately I can’t fit Aerial Hoop into my schedule at the moment … So I’ve opted for Aerial Silks instead (which fits nicely around my Yoga classes)! Here’s to a new adventure!
So folks – have any of you taken up a new exercise class this year? Or gone to any taster sessions? Or set yourself a new challenge with your current exercise maybe? Anyone signed up for any marathons perhaps?