I’ve recently taken up climbing/bouldering. For those unfamiliar, climbing is a fast growing sport of its own, both indoor and outdoor, in which the climber navigates a series of holds and movements to reach the top of a set route. At its most basic form, you essentially grab a rope, tie it to your waste, and get belayed up a wall by a willing friend who, ideally, will pay dutiful attention to not dropping you when you inevitably fall.

Climbing walls and routes are graded by difficulty. Usually, the lowest difficulty climb you’ll see is around 5.7, while the most technical climbs rapidly advance into 5.12, 5.13, and 5.14 territory. To give you an idea, climbing 5.13 is usually considered something only extremely capable climbers can manage, while 5.14  climbing and above broaches world class.

More info on climbing grades than you ever needed

When I first started climbing, I advanced through grades quickly. 5.7’s turned into 5.8’s, and 5.8’s rapidly became 5.9, until, six months or so later, I’ve plateaued, with my hardest climb to date being 5.11+. Understand that this isn’t uncommon. In fact, most climbers face similar issues, as climbers reach a limit in which physical prowess can only go so far. The fulcrum necessitates a change in approach – brute strength gives way to measured technique. Foot placement, even minute changes in toe placement, start to effect body leverage. Success no longer comes in leaps and bounds, but foot after painstaking foot.

So, from here out, it’s about focusing on the little victories – whether that’s the “highpoints” or new record heights reached without falling on a route I’ve worked on or even something as simple as discovering a new way to do a climb more efficiently than before. These improvements are about measured effort, tempering expectations, goal setting, and, at risk of sounding too much like NBA cult-hero Joel Embiid, “trusting the process.” I can’t help but think that Detroit’s rise should (not that it necessarily will) take the same path.

People in and outside of Detroit want the city’s problems to disappear overnight. Sure, positives abound in a forward moving Detroit, but critics constantly cite the still prevalent negatives –  looming threats like gentrification causing displacement and promoting (knowingly or not) a spirit of disillusionment, better but not fixed urban decay compounded by Detroit’s vast sprawl,  complete lack of reliable transit, and a lame duck school system, among others. But where’s our sense of appreciation for incremental change?

Just like my climbing the first few months, Detroit’s last few years, and the first of its resurgence from economic and structural collapse, have seen unprecedented improvement. Recently, this seems to have seen a roadblock. The positive narrative halted, realizing that the neighborhoods are rapidly being left behind. Second guessing, asking “what next” for DPS. The RTA transit millage was struck down, replaced by the controversial Q – Line (for the record, I don’t think it’s all bad, but, well, it’s not exactly ideal).  Along the way, my conversations with friends and family outside of Detroit have shifted towards familiar territory as I hear the old adages: “you live in Detroit? Aren’t you afraid you’re going to get shot?” or “Be careful out there, make sure you live in a well lit area” (ironically, Detroit is one of the best lit cities in America). 

I can’t help but think that the epic that is Detroit’s revitalization story has hit its very own plateau. We’ve fallen off of the wall again and again, and instead of taking a measured, thoughtful approach towards sustainable improvement, we continue to jump right back on, flailing back upwards in the same mediocre fashion that got us here in the first place.

So, how do we need to refocus? Again, looking deeper. Looking at the intricacies. The slow, steady improvement resulting in even the tiniest of progressions. Attention. That is, the kind of attention you give to your toe placed ever so gently onto a new foothold that, when utilized correctly, makes  switching directions 30 feet in the air using just a foot and a few fingers on a hand hold seem simple – even natural. And, when failure inevitably finds us, the self discipline to reassess, re-evaluate, and, when ready, get back on the wall with a renewed, even if ever so slightly changed, vision.

To this end, Detroit’s got a bit of a reckoning. Because, just like climbing, you can’t just force your way through that plateau and hope for a sustainable future. In climbing, it usually results in injury. In Detroit, well…

We’ve passed the point where shiny new “stuff” is enough. Detroit has some demons to face as the race revolution/war/riot/uprising has morphed into a tangible feeling of mistrust, a growing state of unrest between “New” and “Original”. We’ve passed the point where people can or are even willing to hope that the trickle down effect, well, eventually trickles on down to them. We’ve passed the point where the “rebuild” can take precedence and justify ignoring any of the above conversations in the first place. We have to be humble, re-contextualizing and redefining success, even if – no, especially if – it isn’t quite as visually appealing or story-worthy. Detroit’ sustainable success will be founded on incremental change, yes, but only if it focuses on the right footwork, precision, and strategy to get it there.