Life of a Pole Girl: Pushing Hard

I started my pole journey during the last few days of Febraury, so roughly 3 months ago.
In that time, I have lost about 20lbs.
I have lost a few inches on my waist.

I have a hard time looking at how far I've come, instead focusing on all that I still need to accomplish.
Logically, I'm aware that I just cannot hop onto the pole and pull off moves like the Gemini or Ayesha yet.
However, my heart desperately wants that to be false. My heart, I have found, wants to live on the pole. It wants to climb up and never come down.
I'm quite happy doing my (limited) thing on the pole.

And so, in three short months, I've mastered the beginner moves. I set my sights on mastering the inversion.
I have worked hard on my abs (that nobody can see, because they are under some fat, but that's ok because they ARE there, lol)
Worked on pulling my legs up into my chest, while holding on.
Working on fanning out my legs, higher and higher.
Worked on my grips.
Worked, and worked, and worked.

I finally got my right foot up onto the pole about 2 weeks ago. Not much, just barely the toe, and immediately my legs dropped.
But, there I was for a moment in time (however brief it was), in an inversion.
I knew it wasn't good enough (for me).
I kept practicing.
Yesterday I got my whole right leg onto the pole in a proper leg placement! My body stayed up long enough for my left leg to follow up AND attack itself to the pole.
However, by the time this happened, I started to slide down.

I was elated. I feel that I am close to it.
Really close to it.
Close to flipping upside down and staying there long enough to sturdy my hold.

But, I found that my desire to do more than just work on my inversion (or climbs, or whatever) is lacking. I have to interest in dancing lately. I just want to work on the rest.
I think I need to take a break, a breather.
I'm doing that this weekend, just relaxing....ok, maybe just one day.

I love my pole, I love how my body is moving.

Just sitting on the pole :)