My boss asked me what I am training for, because he is interested in fitness and wellness and I have been talking about my regimen. I looked him dead in the face and told him 'I want to walk on the ceiling'. Now here's the issue; Either he knows my goal is to be powerful enough to perfect one of the most taxing pole dance moves of all time. . . Or he thinks I've lost my mind on thirds and genuinely believe I can train myself to chill on my ceiling like a fucking demon in the night.













