Many of you many know that I love dance. Not only doing it, but watching it. I can’t explain it, but I just find the movement of ballet mesmerizing and could watch it all day long. So when I learned there was a workout class based in the ideals of ballet, I knew I wanted to try it out. I convinced a friend to attend with me (it’s always a little scary to try something new all by yourself!) And I must admit, it was quite intimidating. I felt totally out of place among these adorable women who all looked as perfect as ballerinas and honestly looked like they belonged on pages of an athletic clothing line magazine. Their outfits were perfect, their hair was just the right amount of messy but in that cute way that looks like you put in no effort but you know they did. And these totally weird looking socks/half shoes on their feet. My friend and I somehow managed to make it through that first class. It was HARD. I mean, seriously. I was sore for a week. But I found that I really liked it!
So, after some debate, I decided to give it a whirl. Deciding that if I could commit to 3 days a week, that steep $99 one month new client membership would be worth it (that works out to $8.25 per class). And I did. I went 3 times a week for the entire month, only one time ever really feeling like I didn’t want to go. This is huge for me. I am not a big fan of working out or going to the gym. And even though I don’t necessarily feel like I “fit in” there, I don’t ever feel left out. The workouts are intense, and for someone whose entire day is chaotic, that one hour of focus is an escape. The hour seriously flies by. I am so focused on my position and well, the pain, that before I know it, I am lying gloriously on my back ready for my cool down.
Okay, so this is not an advertisement for Pure Barre (although I do love it and recommend the investment in yourself!). This is my coping skill. I could have chosen to turn to alcohol, or food (okay, sometimes I still do this!). But I am so thankful I have finally found something that works for ME. Yes, it is expensive. But I think of how much I spend on my kids activities and it pales in comparison. I am happy. I enjoy my time there. Which leads me to the whole reason I even thought about writing this blog post in the first place……
Last week we were out of town on family vacation. Getting back into the swing of things this week since we got back has been tougher than I thought. S missed his first day of camp (oops, totally forgot!) and when I went back to my barre class I forgot to grab my water bottle on my frantic run out the door. Let me be clear, water is a necessity for this workout. I sweat like I have never sweat before and my entire 20 oz. bottle is empty when I leave. So, when I arrived just a few minutes before class started, I prayed they would have water bottles for sale. I asked the woman working the desk and she said “yes, you can grab one out of the fridge, it’s a $1 donation” and points to a little box sitting on the desk. I grab the water, reach into my purse for my dollar bill, and look at the box. On it is written “American Foundation for Suicide Prevention: Illinois Chapter.” I took a pause. I felt so many emotions in that moment. And it made me love my place even more. Clearly nobody there knows me or my story (probably another reason I like it so much). But it felt like I was supported. Like other people care too. It was quite an overwhelming feeling. And I knew I had to share it here on my blog. Because they supported me, I want people to know what an amazing company Pure Barre Orland Park is. If you are looking for something new, please consider this location. Not only will your body thank you, your soul will too.