I hesitated for a long time whether I should try the pylon. It was a little embarrassing, because there are so many stereotypes around. But I dared. And after the first lesson I realized that this is not just a sport, it is an art.
Every movement is like a dance of strength and grace. It is difficult, painful, sometimes to the point of bruising. But when you succeed in a trick that you never even dreamed of, you want to scream with joy.
I began to understand my body better. I became more confident, more flexible, stronger. And most importantly, I loved myself the way I am.
I am inspired by the way the girls support each other in training. There is no competition here, there is only shared strength. And every time I spin on the pole, I feel free. The pylon is about inner victory.