Standing in a spa swimming pool, clad in my trusty one-piece, I warily eye the metal rod in front of me. God help me, I’ve signed up for aquatic pole dancing.
“Why are you taking this class?” I ask the woman next to me.
She doesn’t miss a beat.
“Why the hell not?” she responds.
What a perfect description of my two-day visit to The Lodge at Woodloch, an East Coast spa that’s equal parts summer camp and luxury. I tried new things, got wonderfully pampered, ate well, and enjoyed an atmosphere that was elegant but not pretentious.