Everyone in the Pure Barre world has their “first class” story. It usually includes the following:
You walked into the studio.
Didn’t know anyone.
Thought class couldn’t be “that” hard.
Was in shell-shock during what the teacher claimed was the “warmup.”
Felt like a complete idiot with arms and legs flailing while everyone else seemed to anticipate the next move.
Finished class, red-faced, wrecked, and hardly able to hobble out to your car.
Meanwhile, everyone else smiled, glistened, and looked fabulous as they effortlessly moved onto the next part of their day.
But … you still came back to your second class because deep down you couldn’t let Pure Barre defeat you. You knew you’d be better at it the next class … and the next class … and the class after that.
Eventually class became comfortable. You knew what to expect. Maybe you even knew some of the exercises. But that comfort and feeling of security was crushing your potential. If you stay in your comfort zone, you’ll never know how good you were meant to be.
It’s so interesting. First class stories are a dime a dozen. But what about Intensive Class stories?
At Pure Barre Winston-Salem and Pure Barre Clemmons, we offer several Intensive Classes throughout the year including March and April during our Pure Health Challenge. An Intensive Class is longer, more challenging, and offers an “intensive” focus on a particular muscle group, like upper body, lower body, inner thigh, outer thigh, or abs. Each Intensive Class run 75-90 minutes while our everyday Empower and Classic classes are completed in 45-50 minutes, respectively. An Intensive Class is meant to take you out of your comfort zone and show you what your body is truly capable of. After taking an Intensive Class, you’ll have glimpsed your potential. And it’s awesome. Let me explain …
I signed up for my first Intensive Class, Bye Bye Inner Thigh, on a Saturday morning when I lived in Atlanta. I was excited because my favorite teacher was teaching. She actually convinced me to pay the extra $35 for the class promising a great experience. I was told to bring a $1 bill—I only had a $20, so I hoped that was ok.
When I arrived at the studio, the class would have normally been over-full with maybe 25 women ready to shake and lightly perspire. Not today. 5 of us showed up for the Intensive. Fuuuuuu$$$$ck. Why weren’t more people signed up for this class?
I told the teacher I only had a $20 bill and asked if that was ok. She looked at me funny and said, “Oh sure. That doesn’t matter.” Great—but what was it for? A tip? I was told to bring my $20 into the studio and grab my normal equipment including a double tube, weights, and a ball.
Soon, I found out why there were only 5 of us in the room. The class was f$cking hard.
I was shaking and what could only be described as convulsing uncontrollably all while squeezing that $20 between my inner thighs. “Never let it drop!”, the teacher happily chirped over the mic.
“Or what?!” I thought!
Oh man. We still had 55 minutes to go.
I wasn’t about to wimp out and drop my $20. Hell no! Someone else can have the honor of giving up first.
I’m sure we did some seat exercises in there somewhere, but I think I blacked out. Next, all I remember was lying on the floor with my legs up in the air squeezing the ball so hard that even my teeth were shaking. By this point, I had completely sweated through my luon clothes and my hair was sticking to my head like I had just gone swimming.
Oh man. We still had 30 minutes to go. How was that f$cking possible?
I was starting to wonder how I was going to get home. Uber didn’t exist back then. Would I be able to use my legs to push the pedals of my car? No time to think. We were on our sides and somehow I was lifting my legs in a scissor, but by now my lower body was completely numb. My $20 didn’t look so good.
Eventually we made it to abs. Yes! Almost done … not quite … are you kidding? Knee dancing now?! This has to be wrong. I can’t keep my seat hovered over my heels. Oh wait, somehow I’m hovering. Last 10!
I don’t really remember stretching. Honestly, I’m not sure how I got home. That class wrecked me. I didn’t want to put that $20 back into my wallet. Do you think the teacher would notice if I used some disinfectant wipes on my money?
But the funny thing was, I loved it. That Intensive Class was like taking my first class all over again. I started pushing myself harder in my regular weekly classes. Sh$t, if I could last 75 minutes of thigh-shaking terror, I could certainly step it up in a shorter class. And that’s why getting out of your comfort zone is so important in fitness. When you show yourself that you can do something incredibly difficult once, what’s to stop you from working just a teeny bit harder every day? Nothing!
So, if you’ve been hesitant to sign up for an Intensive Class because you like being comfortable, remember, that you’ll never know how great your potential could be by staying in your comfort zone. Don’t let fear or complacency determine where you are on your fitness journey. Keep getting stronger. Reach out for your potential.
I can’t wait to see everyone on Saturday for the Lower Body Intensive!