This is a story about bridge burning…
How many of us are afraid to declare the causes we support, for fear of impacting our professional reputation. Does supporting mental health and homelessness charities make me look somehow less corporate, and consequently, make me less employable? Does the fact that I have even experienced these things first hand make me unemployable?
In fact, if my employment options became coincidentally curtailled at the same time as I have started blogging, despite a successful full-time career of some 18+ years, it would not take a brain of Britain to recognise that this must be because of institutional discrimination, which is probably illegal.
There is absolutely nothing to suggest that I am any less able than any other candidate in the job market, and in fact, my history makes me more of a ‘catch’ to a potential employer: the man who has nothing has nothing to lose. Plus I have been ‘stress tested’ to the limit and beyond. I know exactly where those limits are, and I can empathise with my colleagues when they are under stress and pressure.
When ‘sh1t goes bad’ who do you really want in the bunker with you? People who have never been in that kind of situation before, and are therefore an unknown quantity, or people who know their personal breaking point.
I’ve been in some hair-raising situations, both through choice and by accident. Challenging yourself, and being challenged by things that are out of your control, teaches you how to handle stressful situations. A certain amount of training, discipline and drills will prepare your muscle memory to pull the “parachute rip-cord” to use a layman’s term. But how do you deal with the long plane journey up to 13,000ft? How do you mentally prepare to throw yourself out of a perfectly servicable aeroplane?
Worse still, how do you prepare yourself for people yelling at you and telling you you’re an idiot? People do this because they are scared and have lost faith in your leadership. People believe that pain and fear can be magically taken away by those in positions of authority.
Losing authority can be dangerous, especially if you are the leader in a dangerous place. Generally, most people don’t know what to expect when they are entering an extreme environment: the mountains and the sea (the poles and the deserts too, but I don’t know much about those places, yet).
Let me tell you about crampons. These are a spiked device that attach to your feet, so that you can move safely on ice. I always shake my head in disbelief at people who are blunting an expensive pair of crapons on rocks. If they do encounter any ice, they will certainly not be effective if they are not sharp.
Let me tell you about ropes. These long flexible cords are no use at arresting a fall unless they are attached to something solid. In order to attach a rope to a mountain, you will need a whole load of other heavy metal gear that will need to be secured to the rocks, and the rocks themselves will need to be large and heavy and generally immovable.
So, if you see climbing parties with crampons and ropes, moving on snow – in an area with no glaciers – then these things are only there as a confidence trick. The fact is, that there is very little stopping you from plunging to your death, even with ropes & crampons.
I personally, don’t like to be weighed down with unnecessary gear. It’s not about not being prepared. It’s about recognising that I’d rather have saved the energy, so that I can use that surplus reserve of energy in order to scout ahead of my group for problems, or fetch assistance if necessary. The main thing though, is to stay within personal limits as a leader, so that when people are tired and cranky, and scared and their feet hurt and they are cold and hungry, you don’t mind giving them your personal stash of candy bars, you don’t mind them calling you names, you don’t mind them questioning your leadership skills.
The main thing that qualifies a person as a leader is how they cope under crossfire.
The more I lead people in stressful situations, the more I learn about my personal weaknesses, the more I learn about my personal limits. Nobody should underestimate just how hard I had to be pushed before I cracked, but nobody should consider themselves such a ‘rock’ or a hard nut that will never crack under pressure.
My best friend and climbing partner sustained life-changing injuries in a ‘freak’ accident when the chockstone he was abseilling from shattered. I have only just started to deal with feelings surrounding this, so I’m not going to write any more about this today, but my thoughts always turn to him and how I have shyed away from post-accident involvement, as it was such a terrifying reminder of our mortality and fragility. I knew I couldn’t do anything to turn back the hands of time. Accidents happen, and the first thing you learn in the mountains is that you can’t control all the variables. It’s still something that victims, survivors and those connected to them, have to come to terms with though.
Ropes have their place in sport rock climbing. Modern equipment is so good – the Petzl Grigri in this case – I don’t even have to hold the rope to be honest, but old habits literally die hard (October 2012)
Addendum for climbing nerd trolls: no, I didn’t leave the rope all over the place like that. I was asked to step in and belay only seconds (sic.) before the photo was taken. And, no, I’m not even standing on the rope even though it looks like I might be from the low-resolution image. Anybody who has climbed multi-pitch with me will tell you my ropework is above your nitpicking.
Tags: #climbing #leadership #homeless #career #london #banking #adventure #mentalhealth
