I’m turning 27. Here are 27 things I learned about life this year (in and out of the studio).

So, my birthday is tomorrow. I’m turning the big 2-7.

Funny enough, as vain and terrified as I am of Olderness, I don’t really feel my normal birthday dread this year.

I think that’s because for many of my other bdays, I remembering feeling not quite “ready” to be regarded at certain level of maturity or accomplishment that the new number represented.

Not this year. Frankly, I lived the SHIT out of 26 to 27.

So much has happened. I feel like for the first time in my adult life, I stopped settling for the Bunny Hill. I did things that terrified me. I made myself vulnerable. I got hurt (like, emotionally, but also literally face-planting from the pole). And throughout all that, I discovered a freakin’ gold mine of strength I had no idea I had, and that I’m totally keeping. You can’t have it back, universe, SUCK IT.

Anyway, I’m on a train to Boston right now, feeling very reflective, and I want to be a big sap and share some of my Life Lessons (TM) with you guys. And please share yours too, if you have them, or feel free to tell me I’m full of crap on any of this 😉

1. “Good enough” is GREAT

If you fixate on perfection, it discourages you from the messy process of trying. It’s so much better to aim at 60-80% perfect, be happy with yourself, and come back to nail it later.

2. It’s a long process, so you have to celebrate the small stuff

The little victories are so huge, and we work hard for them. Take a picture, take a moment… enjoy small successes, or pole’s going to start feeling like a slog.

3. You don’t need someone else’s permission

You know what? I think nobody (excepting sociopaths) feels like they’re totally worthy of being where they are–whether it’s in a certain job, on the front pole next to the instructor in class. Accept the feeling that you aren’t good enough to be where you are, and feel the gentle breeze as it passes over and away from you. Then do what you were doing anyway, like a fucking boss. That’s how you get to feeling like you belong: by acting like it.

4. You should really let other people help you

Harder than it sounds, I know. But this is the stuff of friendships, memories, and big leaps in progress.

5. Help other people

(This will also increase the likelihood and frequency of the above happening).

6. Make mistakes with passion

FAIL BIG, baby. It’s the only way.

7. Correct mistakes with a sense of humor

Whoops, no one saw that, right? You can get away with murder with a smile and a little humility.

8. You should always act like you know what you’re doing

This is how you gain respect. (You can always ask questions later).

9. Watch others, and learn everything you can from them

Not just the YouTube stars–watch your teachers, your classmates, first-timers. You can learn something from ANYONE.

10. Not every day has to be a breakthrough day

11. To really get ahead, you gotta USE EVERYTHING

This is where #3 comes in: if you always feel like you’re the least knowledgeable, capable person in the room (as I chronically do), you have the advantage of having no shame when it comes to seizing opportunities and resources. Save interesting songs you hear at parties. Stay after class to watch the instructors play. Volunteer to be a pole cleaner at your studio’s shows. Absorb every sight, every sound–you never know which experiences will click in to shape and inspire you, but they can’t ever, ever hurt.

12. There is strength in vulnerability

This was a big lesson for me: letting go of the need to prove something when I was trying to learn. I.e. only ever doing my tried and true moves during freestyles. But attempting stuff you suck at in class is the best way to get helpful feedback.

13. We’re all stronger than we realize

Never buy into “I can’t.” We dig the strength out of strange places. You have to believe it’s in there somewhere or your body won’t let you try  hard enough to do it. Trap mounts, I’m looking at you.

14. Being 50% “there” in the studio is a 100% waste of your time

It’s only an hour. You can read your texts later (he’ll still be there, I promise). But you can’t expect big gains without being fully PRESENT in the studio, mind and body both.

15. It’s a waste of time comparing yourself to others when you could be learning from them

Every time I used to see dancers doing things I wasn’t doing,  my immediate reaction was “OH CRAP I’VE BEEN DOING IT WRONG.” Funny thing is, I realized other people were watching my routines and thinking the same thing. Ditch the insecurity and absorb other styles and ideas.

16. What other people think means DOG SHIT

Starting pole has really, really helped me grow past my crippling fear of What Other People Will Think of Me. Face it: if you do literally anything out of the ordinary, people will talk. They will get nervous and confused. They’ll take little jabs at what you’re doing, because that’s how they express fear and discomfort. That’s on them, not you. And it’s temporary. When the dust settles, all that will be left is the brave, exciting, fulfilling life you’ve carved out for yourself.

17. Videotape yourself

I video tape almost every practice session at home now, and I always learn something. Painful, but very, very useful.

18. To break the cycle of haterade, you need to give back

Preach the good word of confidence, self-expression, and Bad Bitchitude.

19. Let people be there for you

I went through something really rough this year. And being a Check Your Shit at the Studio Door type, it didn’t occur to me that my dance friends might want to know what was going on with me and offer support. After weeks of struggling on my own, I finally broke down in front of one of my friends. She gave me her full attention and understanding for the 10 minutes I sobbed everything out,  and not to sound new agey, but it was so freakin’ healing. I wish I did it months earlier, and then maybe I wouldn’t have had to go cry in the changing rooms during rehearsal and pretend I was taking a phone call. Just kidding, that totally didn’t happen. *Cough*

20. Moping needs a time limit

Case in point: I cried to my friend for 10 minutes, got a drink (of water, heh), and then rehearsed with her for two hours, laughing through most of it. It’s okay to give negative feelings your full attention sometimes, even in the studio. Just remember to keep it finite. You have better things to do with your energy!

21. No single experience defines you

This goes for successes as well as failures.

22. Learning to recover from a mistake is a wiser use of your time than trying to make everything perfect

(and hope nothing out of your control happens… ha!)

23. Get back on the horse when you fall

Immediately. SHOW THAT POLE WHO’S BOSS. Before it gets all big and scary and tries to intimidate you..

24. But babying yourself a little is good too

This is supposed to be fun, after all. Allow yourself recovery when you need it, or you risk burnout. (I teetered on the edge of this many times this year).

25. Continuously challenging your comfort zone is the only cure for boredom

New music, new moves, new positions–okay now I’m just quoting 50 Cent. You get the idea. You have to get a little uncomfortable to avoid getting TOO comfortable, ya get me?

26. You don’t have to feel guilty about doing nothing

A little white space now and then gives inspiration room to grow.

and finally:

27. You can’t stay young, but you can pack each year of your life as fully as you can

Life has started to feel like it’s speeding up a bit. So, I don’t know about you, but I’m getting scrappy. I’m gonna go get it. I’m going to live a little more like I’m dying, because heck, we are, aren’t we?

❤ and happy, happy twirls,

Cathy

F*** everything–but here’s a new playlist!

AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH

You know that feeling where you’ve been hitting the studio after very long days of work and drilling a routine for HOURS, and then come to a rehearsal two days before the show and find out you now how to do everything completely in the reverse of how you trained your body to memorize it?

Oh you don’t?

Here’s how it feels: IT FEELS LIKE FUCK EVERYTHING.

I would actually have been much better off if I had NOT practiced, because my muscle memory is just utterly bewildered. The changes happened last night. The show is tomorrow. I have both a day job and night job today, so I don’t even know when I can practice this. I just… I just want to go back to bed.

I know, I know, I’m being a big whiny baby and this isn’t even the first time this has happened to me. It’s to be expected in a group performance. I get it. But I really hate looking like the idiot that’s lost on stage and I will be DAMNED if I do.

So here’s the plan: I am going to listen to this song on repeat all day, and dance the shit out of the routine in my head. I will run it in the bathroom mirror. I will do modified versions of the footwork while folding towels at work tonight. I AM COMING FOR YOU, new choreography.

Anyway, I can’t wait till the show’s over and I can hit the pole with my full attention again. Here’s what I’ve been saving up to jam to…

1. Beware, Big Sean

2. Let’s Talk, Omarion Ft. Biggie and Rick Ross

…bawse.

3. Swim Good, Frank Ocean

4. Enough Said, Aaliyah, Ft. Drake

5. Long Way to Go, Cassie

HT,

CV

“Too late to back out now!”

Oy, first big belly dance show coming up since the spring, and also the debut of my New Costume.

,,,which I have not put on since my mom sewed a new back into it (because flashing people is bad, thanks mom!), since I am scared. I’m eyeing it right now. It’s sitting in the corner, bein’ all green and sparkly and mocking me.

Some people in pole and belly dance (actually, scratch that, MOST people) completely live for the costumes. Both are glamorous, girly types of dance, with plenty of sparkles and boob-age allowed (nay, DEMANDED). So naturally, belly and pole alike tend to attract girly-girls who tweak out on that stuff. Cool, fine. Not me.

I am terrorized by it.

I’m always having a blast and totally confident right up until I have to put on the costume, and them I’m all, can’t I just wear what I practice in? Please? PLEAAAAASE?I’m kind of dreading the day where I’ll have to graduate to poling in a sports bra for the extra grip. Ugh.

Anyway, big show is WEDNESDAY. K and I always do a Final Video of where we’re at when we practice, so here is is… minus the dancing, because that ish is top secret! You’ll have to come to the show to see it 😉

How do you guys feel about costumes or cute dance gear altogether? I feel like a lot of girls get a charge from it, like Superwoman in her cape. It’s always kind of startling for me though, because it’s a huge reminder that PEOPLE WILL BE LOOKING AT ME. Ahhh. Spooky.

Okay, g/g ignore my costume and keep the dream alive via ignorance that I will look a certain way in it. Wish me luck for Wednesday!!

HT,

Cathy

Bizarre keywords you people have used to find my blog (Part 3)…

Seriously you guys, what in the world.

As we all know, WordPress is super high-tech, and likes to tell me how people are finding my blog, mostly via Google, and very rarely from other things. (PS. you guys are using ask.com sometimes, which blows my mind).

Anyway, the key words that bring you lovelies here are USUALLY normal stuff like “pole dancing” or “tips for pole dancing.” But other, more amusing times, they are super weird phrases such as “how does strippers vaginas smell like candy.”

I wish I were making that up.

Anyway, another couple of months, another few hundred TOTALLY WEIRD search terms, so let’s do this.

BIZARRE SEARCH TERMS, June-August 2013:

-“how to make a spinning dance pole” Uhhh… purchase one. Do not do anything else. Just, buy one that spins and don’t hurt yourself. Okay? Okay.

-“why are stripper shoes so expensive” GOOD FREAKING QUESTION. That was 60 dollars I could have spent on Chipotle.

-“pineapple pole dancing” Heh. I know y’all were looking for the Rick Ross song, but I definitely pictured a pineapple working the pole, like, sensuously removing its coconut bra…

-“somebody get that girl a pole” WORD. And compliment accepted.

-“sexy rnb songs that make you dance” One word: bandzzzzzzz.

-“improvisation unbroken eye contact” That sounds… upsetting. Maybe don’t do that. Three instances of eye contact per song is plenty, in my opinion.

-“dance oils” Nooooooooooooooooooo, staaaaaaaaaaaaaahp. Think of the dancers that have to use the pole after you, you selfish, oily bastard!

-“pole dancing to song i don’t want to miss a thing” We’re talking bout the Armageddon song, right? If so, making this face… 😐 (click it, you know you want to).

-“playliste slow sensual dance” I like this one because it made me read it in a French accent.

-“im dating a pole dancer” Yay, good for you! Wait, is this my ex?

-“omarion’s cars 2013” Lol wut.

-“”your butt out”” The perplexing thing here is that this already came packaged in the quotation marks. Do I yell at people to stick their butts out so often that they are finding my blog this way?!!

-“what is the sexiesy pole dancing move that uses your ass” This just… I am chuckling. I honestly don’t know. You might want to use YouTube for that, not my specialty.

-“pole i have to spot a big girl” Oh man. In all seriousness, you should probably spot people about your size, or get a buddy to help on the other side. Just for everybody’s safety. Also, big girls poling, holla!

-“what do guys think of pole dancers” Good question. Gentlemen?

-“will upside down splits tone my inner thigh” Girl, if you can manage to do a split upside down on a pole, I think the tone of your inner thigh is the last thing people will be looking at. Also, fuck yes, your inner thighs will be toned. But this seems like a chicken-egg situation.

-“cathy vandewater pole dancer email address” Aaaaaand, looking over my shoulder. right. now.

(But for real, you guys can get a hold of me with this thinga-ma-goo, and I promise to write you back!) 

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Thank you for your response. ✨

That’s all for now. Thanks as always for reading, for searching, and for being weird as hell!!! I LOVE IT.

<3,

Cathy

Home!

On hiatus to baptize my niece (Godmother, holla!) in my hometown, and hang out with this bad influence, aka my sister.

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And here’s the little bug after gettin’ dunked:

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On an unrelated note, the club we were at last night had poles on stage, and I was really tempted to just run up, do a trick, and run back down. But I was in a dress, and I was more concerned about showing my underpants than anything else, so, I didn’t. They had a pretty sick aerialist though, and when I get back to town and find my camera USB cord I’m posting the vid!!

So, question… have you guys ever hit the pole at a club? I’ve been to a few places in the city now that are equipped and  I get the itch every time… but I also feel like that’s a tad skankalicious. Yay or nay?

<3<3<3

Cathy

First mean comment! AM I INTERNET FAMOUS NOW???

So here’s how you know you’ve made it: somebody goes to the trouble of creating a temporary email account just so they can say something generically mean on your tiny pole blog. (You’re a slut who is dumb! and ugly! You are an ugly, dumb slut! (paraphrasing, but you get the idea)).

I mean, honestly, I’m flattered. I’ve been hungry for like, an hour, and I’m not eating yet because I can’t be bothered to stand up and retrieve the apple I know I have in the fridge.

And this person created a WHOLE EMAIL ACCOUNT.

FOR ME.

But, gentle troller, here’s what I take issue with:

(in list form, of course):

1. You called me a “jump off” and I had to look it up for the privilege of being insulted.

No lie, I had to use urban dictionary because I didn’t know what a jump off was. All for the reward of having my feelings mildly hurt.  What’s so wrong with the word “whore,” amirite?

2. You said I should apologize for my face. That’s fair, but then I had to go and find a picture of my face to post and it was time consuming and reminded me of an unsavory date.

Campbell's soup, holla!
Campbell’s soup, holla!

Just to respond to this statement in a smart ass fashion, I had to dig through my camera for an actual close up photo of my face, of which I have very, very few. I found this one, which I took before a blind date a couple of weeks ago because I liked my eye makeup (ironically, it didn’t really show up in the two photos).

Bonus bitch-face photo because it seems topically appropriate.
Bonus bitch-face photo because it seems topically appropriate.

Anyway, I’m annoyed because now I’m looking at this photo, and I’m remembering how awkward that date was, because I got there and the guy was soooo obviously gay, but didn’t seem to know it, and I just kept ordering drinks and asking questions about his job because POLITENESS.

Wait what were we talking about? Oh yeah, sorry for my face!

3. You called me dumb and that offends me on behalf of pole dancers

Le sigh.

Listen, I’m really not insecure about being smart or dumb, or whatever.

I was a bookworm in school. I took calculus and read heavy books and learned to fly a plane and got scholarships, etc, not that any of that matters. To be frank, this whole sexy girl-on-a-pole identity is pretty new to me, so it’s almost flattering to be called something akin to a slut. I have literally never been called that. It’s… interesting.

But I think it’s super lame for girls put other girls in one of same two, age-old categories: smart and unattractive, or sexy and dumb.

I mean, I guess you put me in the sexy category because of the jump-off thing, (thanks!), but poo on you for doing the same, boring ol’ stereotype thing I know you wouldn’t want done to you: one-dimensionalizing multi-dimensional people because they have vaginas. And possibly because you’re threatened by their sexy(ish?) pole dancing hobbies.

That sucks, please don’t do that.

If it freaks you out that sometimes girls do sexy things like pole dance and ALSO make complete sentences, welp, that sucks. Because it’s very reflective of a society that makes us choose every day: smart or sexy. Dumb or ugly. Winning or losing. It makes us scared and cagey about what each of us has got to offer. I get that.

But I still think it doesn’t have to be that way.

Anyway, to EVERYBODY: thank you for reading, thank you for commenting (nice or mean, feedback is always so exciting and appreciated), and thank you, troller, for helping me toughen up a little. I hope that if you’re going through something that’s bumming you out, or you had an experience that made you dislike pole girls, it works out. We’re not so bad, I promise.

Love and happy twirls,

Cathy

I tried hoop and here are the blurry pictures to prove it.

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Several things I learned about hoop:

1. The hoop will fit neatly in your butt crack and that’s just something you’ll have to get used to.

2. OPEN SPACE OH GOD THE FALLING OPTIONS

3. Shorts are the enemy of hoop, so you have to wear pants or leggings! Except when you are wearing leg warmers then go ahead, ps. DAT ASS. (Leg warmers and shorts are a good look).

4. Sometimes the hoop turns and you get le crotch shot:

Exhibit A
Exhibit A
Exhibit B

5, THIS is extremely difficult and you shouldn’t do it unless you are named Lauryn and have been hooping for 3 years. LAURYN I HATE YOU YOU ARE INCREDIBLE.

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SHE FREAKING TURNED THE HOOP SIDEWAYS.

Gravity not applicable, nothing to see here.

But seriously, here’s some takeaways:

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Sorry about the abundance of ass in this picture.

6. Abs, you guys. This is the best pole cross training ever because it’s like HIGH STAKES pole, with a balance challenge. Like, if pole were a squat, hoop would be that squat on a wobble board. Also, the squat is performed on the ledge of a high building and you could totally die. Am I making sense?

Anyway, my core was super engaged as I performed the already tough poses with the added work of trying in vain to control the motion of the hoop. (Give up, you can’t), which brings me to my next point:

7. Swinging around is fun. WHEEEE. Except when you can’t stop it. The swinging on a hoop is not a neat, predictable motion you can sort of control like a spin pole. It is just 360 degrees of nausea. I mean fun. I mean, good, nauseous fun. It is really a blast to twirl on purpose though, and like spin pole, your extensions can regulate speed while your legs are totally free to pose. Cool!

8. There’s a definitely mind-f**k aspect to the height thing. Which surprised me, because i’m upside down on a pole a lot of the time. But as Lauryn, who also poles, said, there’s something psychologically calming about having a point of contact to the ground in pole.

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Which leads me to my next lesson:

9. Hoop is not for wimps. I hopped off like 4 times because I got spooked. BUT, it’s kinda good for a thrill if you’re feeling a little blase about pole, and bonus: you’ll never feel more secure on a pole in your life as after you’ve hopped down from a hoop. On the topic of a different kind of fear, here’s another hoop benefit: you can post your pics ANYWHERE, because no stigma! Yay! And with your pole training, you know they’re going to look dope. Sigh, hoop is so pretty. That said…

10. It’s so much harder to look graceful on a hoop than seasoned performers like Lauryn make it look. Especially transitioning in and out of poses which, SURPRISE, is one of the harder aspects of pole as well. Hoop and pole… not so different after all? LET’S ALL THE AERIALISTS JUST HOLD HANDS AND CHANT BECAUSE WE ARE SISTERS.

So, do you guys do other aerial arts to cross train? This was seriously an awesome strength workout with tons of flexibility potential, so I’d love to keep up with it. I could have done without all of the banging in personal places though, which brings me to my 11th and final takeaway about hoop:

11. Beware when choppering from the side of a hoop.

Just, trust me.

Love,

Cathy

PS. New Yorkers, check out hoop with the lovely Lauryn every Tuesday at 6! She’s the sweetest and a BEAUTIFUL dancer. Here’s the studio website, which has poles too or duh, I wouldn’t be there.

Keeping Up With the Joneses: On Social Media

So this month’s blog hop is social media.

Which I have feelings about.

***Social Media*** scares me a little, in that there’s always pressure to be sharing everything, and then intense scrutiny when you do. (Or at least the sensation of it, admits this perfectionist).

Sometimes, I look at this silly little blog, and I think, look at all that white space. Look at all those words. PICTURES, VIDEO, THIS IS WHAT I NEED TO BE INTERESTING. I must prove to everyone that you actually DO do this several times a week and don’t just sit around critiquing everyone else’s hard work!

And then I do take a video, or a picture, and it’s just not. good. enough.

If my technique is good, the face is bad. If the form is good, the moves are boring. If I do something interesting and spontaneous, whoops, I look fat. All these conditions lead to the same conclusion: You don’t look like a pole dancer. DO NOT POST.

Which leads me to wonder: what does a pole dancer look like? Close your eyes and picture her. I bet we’re all seeing the same thing.

As Pole Dance Competition was writing, for the vast array of pole-related materials being posted out there, there’s not a whole lot of diversity.

In what, you may ask? In anything. Body type. Style. Music choice, even.

Maybe it shouldn’t be surprising that in a sport dominated by women, we’re all terrified to step out of what we assume the parameters of that sport to be.

We need to look, dance, move, even dress a certain way. Sexy, but not slutty. Sporty, but not graceless. Strong, but not masculine. Thin, but you better be able to fill out that sports bra.

Maybe I’m thinking specifically of Tumblr here, but a lot of what we’re comparing ourselves to when we look at pole-related social media is the streamlined, aspirational stuff. And, yeah, aspirations are great. But not when they start feeling like they’re backing you into a corner. A corner where you’re scared to share anything that doesn’t conform to what’s already being shared. Which sort of defeats the purpose of putting new stuff out there, no?

So to that, I say, Balls.

BALLS.

Because beyond “balls,” I don’t really have an answer. I feel the pressure too. I love pole. But I can’t deny that the intense drive behind mastering it is rooted in not quite feeling good enough at it.

Maybe that’s okay.

And maybe it’s also okay to post a few pictures on the WAY to “good enough.” It might dial down the pressure on all of us.

LOVE and happy twirls,

Cathy