Recently I took a barre class (gasp!) outside of MBB…
Like any good fellow-barre studio owner--out of courtesy, I decided to email the owner and make sure it would be okay that I would be attending class.
With the seal of approval and anticipation I registered for a Saturday morning at 8:30am.
First off, I commend each and every one of you for even waking up that early sometimes! I admit, getting out of bed to workout on a Saturday morning when I could have just as easily hit “snooze” was a lot more challenging than I thought!
I bundled up and walked the cold blustery morning sidewalks of the city to get there. I have to admit, I was nervous. Really nervous. What if the people there didn’t like me? What if people would stare at me or judge me for how I worked out? What if I couldn’t keep up with the class, after all---teaching a class is much different that actually taking a class.
Like any good barre-goer…I wanted to be there early. I wanted to gather my bearings before jumping into something new. As I approached the door, hoping to be rescued into warmth, it was…locked. Of course it was. So there I was, in an unfamiliar place, in the middle of the city standing on the sidewalk by myself. I did one of those “desperate-look-arounds” hoping I would see the instructor close-by walking toward me to open. But no…
A few moments later a fellow blonde-bombshell barre goer noticed me in her car! “Hey! Do you want to wait in here with me?”
And all in an instance my illusions were shattered. This was my "human moment" where I had passed a judgement. This girl who was absolutely perfect to me in every way, who I was sure would not like me because I was the “new girl” offered me a seat in her car so I could stay warm while we waited. We chatted for a bit and she told me about the studio, letting me know all the ins and outs of how it worked. She was so friendly, nice and genuine. I loved that she was schooling me on barre, I kept my cover but it was a relief to be on the other side of things, to gain your perspective.
When the doors opened we scooted in and found our places on the mats. The studio was the most adorable boutique studio, the instructor was fantastic, and the class…I couldn’t walk for two days. It was amazing.
I want you to know; I understand how intimidating it can be to try something new and unfamiliar. I know that each of us has an expectation, whether positive or negative about how our experiences will be. I surprised myself with how may times I had to stop, to listen to my body. No one was watching me, or judging me. It was all simply an illusion I had created in my mind. I was glad to step a bit out of my comfort zone, to go a little beyond what I was used to and I encourage each of you to do the same because the results just make surprise you!
PS. The studio was: C2 Boston Barre Room in South Boston. If you are ever in the area check it out!
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