The first time on the pylon is pain. A lot of pain 😅

I thought I was just going to go up and start spinning. Reality? Bruises, sore muscles, and the realization that gravity is evil.

But you know what the best part is? The feeling when your body finally obeys you. When you're in control. When you can do things you've only dreamed of doing before.

Do you think pylon is a sport or an art?