Honolulu Part one- Anticipation

Oh I hope this 2-week delay in postings does not become a habit. I really do love re-living my love and interest in pole dancing through this blog. Life has simply gotten busy, and my Internet connection at home ( the place where I make the time to write and research is not working) But enough about the excuses. Bare with me as I work around this dilemma, and post erratically for a few weeks.

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So here I am in my 5th hour on route to Honolulu. I have exhausted the magazines, books and newspapers. I have completed the work I had set aside for the trip and watched the only movie available to me. I have sampled the wine, the mock cocktails, the hot beverages, and my boyfriend secret stash of Belgian chocolate.

I am at the point that my mind is free to imagine and fantasies about the experiences that await me in the island of warm beaches, tropical rain showers and busy American tourism. I am letting my imagination roam to learning Hula Dancing, learning about ancient cultures and lying in soft sand, as my boyfriend plays franticly in warm blue waves. In only a few hours I will taste the fragrant air and... my mind possibly adding in this moment is questioning... what style of pole dancing for fitness will I find in Honolulu? I'm so predictable.

And just as I write this article and reflect on my recent bruises, and how the sting of them will mix in the salt water. A flight attendant asks me what I am writing. And there it is a flush of images, memories and excitement around this my greatest passion. I think about how one day I hope to mean the always helpful, and intently beautiful dancing of Alena downs sand how her you tube videos inspired me to find my own style. I think of the sensation of my body feeling so light as I move around the pole and how I take the -yes!-, touchdown stance when I successfuly transition two spins together or get that perfect distance from the pole. I remember yesterday's class. And how inspired and impressed I was with myself when I balanced delicately and for a short time in my first split leg elbow hold. And surge of energy I feel when I connect eyes with one of my Aradiafitness fellow students in this unfamiliar tantra fitness setting.

I want to see what else the world has to offer a travel from city to city comparing the techniques and talking to the women. I want to interview students and those that think they may want to try it out and share my stories. I guess that is why I am still writing, and still tuning in. Still attending and finding ways to place my idea of paradise into the paradise I will be experiencing very soon. Oh, my battery life is at 20% I guess that a good enough place to stop.