I have to be one of the slowest progressing pole dancers in the world. Yeah. I said it. I’ve been poling for two years at Bobbi’s and am still currently enrolled in the Int2 level. As much as I sometimes get frustrated at my slow progress, I know very well that everyone’s body is different, and as such, will progress and improve very differently.
There are loads of reasons why I don’t progress as quickly as some. I was really unfit when I started. I had a few injuries from pushing too hard. I’m hyper-mobile. I have a phobia of being upside down. I just don’t practice as much. The last one is probably the biggest culprit. I’m just plain lazy. But for the most part, I’m okay with that.
Pole for me has been an amazing experience, one that has formed me into who I am. I don’t worry about anything else when I’m at pole. Pole allows me to let go of all my insecurities and feel great about myself in a way that nothing else can achieve. Pole shows me all that my body is capable of, and I am so grateful for it. Nothing has taught me the direct link between hard work and reward in the way that pole has. And every time I sustain and injury, I am humbled by how fragile we are. Above all, pole is a place where I can express myself as I see fit. It is entirely for me.
I’ve always been kind of a slow person. Not in a dimwit kind of way (I hope), but in a take my sweet ass time kind of way. Mum didn’t know what to do with me. Now the boyfriend doesn’t know what to do with me. I don’t like to rush. I have a lot of faith that things will work themselves out in their own time. And so far, they have. Whether it be moving up in pole, or progressing on a snowboard, or moving forwards in my career. I’m not saying not to be proactive, but let’s not be impatient. And if you still have doubts about the merits of slowing down and staying chill, just have a look at these guys.