I took my first private class for the year today. When I paid for the lessons yesterday, I was mourning for my bank account. Private lessons do not come cheap and one wishes that you get the biggest bang for your buck when you make that huge investment.
Today was a gratifying moment. And I’m happy to announce that it was a hundred dollars well spent. I think I have finally found a teacher that works for me and I am so ever grateful for that. I have tried other teachers in the past, and they all have their strengths and they are all great teachers. But this one managed to speak to my soul.
I am not an easy student to teach. I have an irrational fear of being upside down. I have trust issues with my legs. I will gladly dangle from my hands 15 feet of the floor but it is just so hard for me to get into an inverted leg hang position even if my face was just 2 inches from the floor. My overactive imagination will figure out a thousand ways for me to break my neck and my spine into smithereens. What goes on in my head is just not pretty.
I confided in the teacher and for once, I felt someone took me seriously and truly understood how I felt. She did not brush my concerns aside. Instead, we worked on how I could overcome my terror one bit at a time. Don’t look at the floor she said, straighten your legs up the ceiling so you will not get jarring movements to scare yourself she said. She helped me push past it. I am still frightened, though no longer terrified. It was a breakthrough moment. And I promise to train with the tennis ball between my knees when I am doing crunches.
We worked my my flexibility too. For some reason we fell into that part of the training quite naturally. Maybe she saw how tight I was, or maybe she saw my scrunched up face was when I tried to reach for my toes. And somehow in those ten or so minutes I felt the most uncomfortable sensations, but the mirror does not lie. I was more flexible than I have ever been before in my life. My hips are squarer in a front split, my legs are lower in a straddle. My face was closer to my knees in a pike. Unbelievable.
Inverts and flexibility issues are the biggest hurdles I have now. I am sure there will be other challenges along the way but for now, I am just taking these two big banes out of my way. Perhaps in the future I may seriously enjoy being upside down; and one day I could split six ways to Sunday. For now, I am enjoying the process of conquering these huge mountains and becoming a better practitioner of the art of the vertical spinning brass stick.