Watching ball-type sports is not my thing, which is why I am
so incredibly lucky to have all three of my kids in gymnastics. I actually enjoy
watching it! And during my observation in their classes I have come to learn
something that I’ve taken as a life lesson: Starting is everything. Take the mushroom for example; the mushroom
is a mat-covered cylinder they use to learn to eventually do the pommel
horse. The idea is to put your hands on the top and swing your legs around.
(Noah makes it look super easy—but it’s not.)
The thing I’ve noticed is that I can tell, before even a
second into their attempt at it, whether they can actually do it or not. Their
stance is different. It’s about ability and skill—sure—but it’s also about belief.
The ones who know they still can’t even make one full circle around don’t start
as if they know they can do it. They don’t hold their hands and body in such a
way that would allow for the momentum to make a full swing. And if a person who has the ability started
the same way the beginners do, they wouldn’t be able to make a full swing
around either, even though they have the capability, because they wouldn’t have
the right momentum. There is a difference when we believe we can.
This is a sign they have in their gym.
What a difference it would make if we could believe—even if
we have never done something before—that we can
do it. That we will do it. That it is
within our grasp.
We could leap with full faith that we will stick that
landing. Maybe it won’t happen the first or the second time but it will happen.
As I am imagining myself going forward with this new
perspective another quote comes to mind: “Fake it ‘till you make it.”
It sounds silly but it’s true. Confidence goes such a
long way. Compare dance-challenged people (such as myself.) The ones who just
throw themselves into it as if nobody is watching, even when they have
absolutely no real skill, look so much better than the ones hugging their bodies
and swaying from side to side nervously.
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