Yesterday, after two weeks off, I was back on the pole. I
have some talented women in my class and I was watching with a little amazement
(and a little envy) as one of them executed a move I haven’t the slightest
comprehension on how to pull off. I understand the mechanics and I know I
theoretically have the strength, but my body doesn’t want to believe it can
actually do it. So, I just lay on the floor after doing whatever I could manage
and looked on with appreciation.
Later in class, we were working on shoulder mounts. This was
something I had tried a year or so ago when I was just flirting with pole and
nearly landed on my head. It was a different story this time and now it’s not
all that challenging for me. I pulled up on the pole and found the woman I had
been admiring looking at me. “How do you DO that?” asked she, wearing what I
imagine was much the same expression I had earlier in the class.
We all have our challenges and blind spots. We also have
those things that come easier to us than others. I know a woman who can do the
splits as easy as walking, but finds handstands impossible. I love Superman but
an Inside Leg Hang makes me squeamish. It helps me to remember this to keep me
humble but also to give me hope. I’ve learned to put a lot of time and effort
towards my challenges because they offer the greatest reward when, eventually,
I’m able to achieve them. Not for the sake of achieving them, but for knowing I’ve
grown.