In sports, many athletes make sacrifices for the love of the game. In my opinion, capoeristas are the ultimate champions at this! I’ve read stories of people giving up jobs, degrees, and entire lifestyles to move to Brazil and train capoeira. I’ve also been told of people taking the train from Moscow to St. Petersburg for a 10-person roda. One capoeirista I’ve met virtually lives in two different cities, driving back and forth between them every week to teach. And the craziest thing is, it’s not even a matter of skill or having gone “pro”–whether you’ve been doing it for twenty years or twenty days, once you’ve been bitten by the capoeira bug, you’re gone!
It really hit me today as I finished my last two final exams for school (yay!). I woke up late for the first one, and hadn’t studied at all for the second one–and that isn’t like me at all. Why? Because I’ve been devoting all my time to this blog–and it’s not even doing capoeira, just talking about it!
As for actually searching out capoeira, now that was interesting. It involved taking a train four hours to another city in a foreign country where I barely spoke the language, calling a phone number obtained from an outdated website, walking and taking 5 buses to two of the sketchiest parts of town, and being driven home late at night, in a city I didn’t know at all, by men who were pretty much still strangers. Only capoeira!
Then there’s this picture my friend drew for me, which pretty much explains it all:
I didn’t actually miss my flight, but I was going away for a year and decided to spend the night before training instead of packing, so you get the idea.
So, what’s your story? I’d love to hear them–if only to prove to my family and friends that I’m not an isolated case!