Patience, as they say is a virtue. Sadly I cannot count myself amongst the virtuous.
Patience is a virtue I was never blessed with. I am someone who always wants to run before I can walk, touch the nail polish before it has dried or build the new flat pack without reading the instructions.
I have learnt over the years that short cuts don’t really save you any time in the long run as you spend more time and usually more money making amends after you’ve rushed in and made a mess.
However, with pole and aerial sports I have found a new unplumbed well of patience within me that I didn’t know I had. It didn’t come easily of course. There were quite a few injuries before I succumbed to the reality that it doesn’t (cannot) happen over night. I can now see that building up gradually to a new move is really the only way to progress.
There is no point rushing in and injuring yourself because that just adds months of recovery time and in some cases stops you getting on the pole at all.
But the real reason for my new found patience is that I can see that without the underlying strength and or flexibility for the new move it just won’t happen. This doesn’t mean you miss out on the exhilaration of cracking a new move every session because the exhilaration comes from getting to a new stage in the process toward the new move.
I work every week to perfect the moves I’ve learnt and I am always working on new ones. I push myself a little bit further every time and occasionally I will have a day when it all goes wrong and nothing improves but that will be followed in the next session by a break through on something that I have been struggling with for some time. Just advancing that little bit further day by day keeps the motivation going and helps pump the adrenalin for the next training session.
I’ve also learnt that just because I nailed a new move in one session it doesn’t mean I will still be able to do it in the next. However, there is a good chance I will be able to do it in the one after that and then maybe not again until a few days later. Eventually it will be a move I can do every time.
I say every time but there are days when the pole just seems too slippery or the silks are stretching more than usual or I just feel too weak to climb. But it is important to know that these things are temporary and that life will be restored to normal in a day or two. That seems to be my experience anyway.
Patience, perseverance and practice will lead eventually to perfection. But I believe the lynch pin is patience.
Sadly though this new fountain of patience hasn’t overflowed into my every day life. I still touch the nail polish before it’s dry and on the odd occasion when I read the instructions I will over rule the bit that says wait 15 minutes for the glue to set – because I believe 15 seconds is as long as a person should be expected to wait.