I knew them before they were cool.
On music, Pilates, and the strange urge to prove you were there first

When we’re teenagers, being the first to discover something feels like a personality trait.
The first to hear a band.
The first to know a lyric.
The first to say, “They’re going to be huge.”
There was (and still is) a certain cultural currency in being early. Stories would always start the same way: “I saw them in this tiny venue before anyone knew who they were.” Or, “They used to open for so-and-so before they got famous.”
It wasn’t really about the music.
It was about proximity to cool.
Being early meant you had taste.
Being early meant you were in the know.
Being early meant you belonged to something before it became mainstream.
And if you weren’t early?
Well… you were late to the party.
The Band Guys
My first husband and I met in high school, and I remember one of our earliest recurring arguments wasn’t about anything dramatic, it was about music.
He wanted to talk about bands I had never heard of. Bands that would never be played on the pop radio station I listened to religiously. Bands that existed mostly in basements, obscure clubs, and record shops that smelled like dust and ambition.
I remember rolling my eyes.
Not because the music was bad, but because I simply didn’t care about being the first to know. I liked what I liked. I wanted the songs everyone else knew. I wanted the ones I could sing in the car. I wanted the ones that didn’t require a personality dissertation to explain.
I was, in every sense of the word, mainstream.
And I stayed that way for most of my life.
Enter Pilates (Accidentally)
The funny part is that the only reason I am now considered “early” in Pilates culture is because it became my job.
Not because I was chasing underground trends.
Not because I was trying to be niche.
Not because I wanted to discover something before the world caught on.
Simply because I picked a career… and stuck with it.
I started teaching Pilates during a time when:
- the word Pilates itself was tied up in a massive lawsuit
- studios were still explaining what a Reformer was
- most people thought it was either physical therapy or a celebrity fad
- barre didn’t exist as a category yet
- and group fitness didn’t take Pilates seriously at all
I was trained at the studio that brought barre to the US.
I taught before Instagram.
Before hashtags.
Before “Pilates girlies.”
Before it was cool, aesthetic, or algorithm-friendly.
As my mother would say, I’ve been doing this “since Hector was a pup.”
Which is both hilarious and deeply accurate.
The Urge to Prove You Were There
Here’s the strange thing I’ve noticed recently:
As Pilates has exploded into mainstream culture, I’ve felt this subtle internal urge to prove that I was one of the first.
To say:
- I taught before it was trendy
- I trained before it was polished
- I built studios before it was profitable
- I stayed when others pivoted
And I catch myself thinking:
Should I say that more?
Should I tell people my origin story louder?
Should I defend my place in this space?
Which is ironic, because I have spent most of my life being completely uninterested in being early to anything.
I didn’t care about underground music.
I didn’t care about being cool.
I didn’t care about cultural capital.
The only reason this even matters now is because Pilates has become popular, and popularity activates a very human instinct:
Don’t forget about me. I was here before the crowd.
When Your Job Becomes a Trend
There’s something surreal about watching your entire profession turn into a social identity.
Pilates is no longer just a method.
It’s a lifestyle.
An aesthetic.
A personality.
A marketing angle.
A content category.
It’s on TikTok.
It’s on Netflix.
It’s in fashion campaigns.
It’s in memes.
And I think part of why longtime teachers feel strange about this is because we didn’t enter a trend.
We entered a trade.
We learned anatomy.
We studied injuries.
We worked with real bodies.
We taught in quiet rooms with mirrors and awkward lighting and clients who didn’t want to be filmed.
We weren’t building a brand.
We were building a skill.
So when the world suddenly acts like it just discovered Pilates, there’s a natural reflex to say:
Actually… we’ve been here the whole time.
The Difference Between Being Early and Being Consistent
Here’s the truth I’ve landed on:
I wasn’t early because I was ahead of the curve.
I was early because I
stayed.
That’s it.
I didn’t jump industries.
I didn’t pivot to trends.
I didn’t reinvent myself every five years.
I’ve had the privilege, and I truly mean that, of having one singular job for my entire career.
Not many people get that.
And I’m good at it.
Like… dammit, I’m actually really good at it.
Not because I’m cooler.
Not because I’m more original.
But because I’ve had
thousands of hours of repetition.
Which, ironically, is the least sexy form of credibility.
Why I Don’t Actually Need to Prove Anything
The older I get, the more I realize:
Needing to prove you were there first is usually a sign that you’re afraid of being forgotten.
But good work doesn’t disappear just because something becomes popular.
If anything, popularity creates more need for:
- skilled teachers
- thoughtful programming
- ethical education
- and people who understand nuance
The industry doesn’t need more “firsts.”
It needs more
depth.
And depth can’t be faked.
It only comes from time.
From Cool to Craft
Teenage culture is about being cool.
Adult culture is about being competent.
One is loud.
The other is quiet.
One needs validation.
The other just needs results.
And maybe that’s why this whole thing feels funny to me.
I spent my youth being mainstream.
And now I find myself accidentally niche, simply because I never left.
Not because I wanted to be different.
But because I wanted to get better.
The Real Flex (It’s Not Being First)
The real flex isn’t:
“I knew them before they were cool.”
The real flex is:
“I stayed long enough to actually know what I’m doing.”
And in a world obsessed with discovery, novelty, and staying is radical.
Staying means:
- watching cycles repeat
- seeing trends come and go
- understanding what lasts and what doesn’t
- and trusting that mastery is quieter than hype
Which, honestly, feels way more aligned with who I’ve always been anyway.
Full Circle
So maybe the teenage urge to be first never really goes away.
It just changes form.
Back then it was about bands.
Now it’s about Pilates.
But the deeper lesson is the same:
Being early is luck.
Being consistent is a choice.
And I’ll take consistency over cool any day.
Call to Action
I’m curious:
What’s something you discovered “first” a band, a show, a trend, a place, that later became mainstream?
And do you still care that you were early…
or do you just enjoy that you were part of it at all?
Tell me, please, I love these stories.














































































































