I thought it would have been a while before I got back to the States after my 2014 solo Couchsurfing trip. Little did I know that good old academia would take me back to my second stop in my 2014 wild tour, Washington DC, the cradle of American power (even if the Orange twat is … More The Pole Dancer’s Guide to Washington DC
So this week I received a DM on Instagram by a girl asking me about my weight and height, so that she could compare herself to me. I think she was a bot, because she obviously hasn’t seen my cellulite. But the whole thing got me thinking about my relationship with my body, how it … More Me and My Body
Will the pizza man think I’m dumb if I ask for parmigiana pizza? Can I be a pole dancer and a lecturer? Is butter a carb? These are all perfectly unreasonable questions you lose sleep over if you have anxiety. So why not add: “How do I perform at a competition when I’m already drowning … More The anxious chick’s guide to performing
A fellow pole dancer that had been off pole for a couple of years told me she kept up her strength by doing yoga and indoor rock climbing. Having never done rock climbing before (aside from my brief stint on the Norwegian mountains), I couldn’t wait to test her theory and challenge myself to go … More Indoor Rock Climbing at the Seymour Leisure Centre
