Two weeks ago when I was contemplating whether or not to move up to intermediate 2, it really felt like I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Part of the assessment criteria to move up to intermediate 2 level is to get into a chopper invert and hold it.
And it was giving me a bad case of Deja vu: Every attempt ended very literally with an unsuccessful flop, just like when I first learned to go upside-down. After numerous attempts and a few painful shoulder muscles, I resigned myself to a chopper-less existence.
“I really have no idea how I’m ever going to get the chopper,” I whined petulantly to Po.lita during practice as I swung my legs into…
A perfect chopper!
I didn’t even know it until I realized that my legs were already way past the pole.
Po.lita made me do it three times in a row just to be sure it wasn’t a fluke. And it isn’t! I finally have the chopper!
Something just clicked, like that moment when you find your balance on a bicycle for the first time and then it feels like the most natural thing.
The irony is that once I stopped thinking and worrying about how to do it, my body apparently just took over and showed me. Like it knew all along and was simply waiting for my silly mind to finally shut up, sit down, and get out of the way.
Once I trusted my body enough, the move itself was easy.
Here’s what my failed chopper attempts looked like before:
And here’s what it looks like now: