- 1 part preparation and practice
- 2 parts inspiration
- 1 part dedication and desire
- 2 parts God-given ability
- A dash of encouragement
- A pinch of sacrifice
Pour first four ingredients into a tall glass and stir. Float the dash of encouragement and pinch of sacrifice on top.
I’ve always wanted to be remarkable at everything. Not your garden-variety, everyday good, or very good; but remarkable.
From the time I was little, when they called names for awards, I daydreamed that my name would be called. “Ladies and gentlemen, our only 4.0 gpa …” – me. “Scholarship to Harvard, congratulations …” – me! Run the mile in gym class and set a new school record – me! Swim a sub-one minute, 100 meter breaststroke – no problem; accomplished by me.
Pick up a spanish book, and in only four short steps, fluent – me. Piano and guitar prodigy – me. Read art books, learn about every artist in history, put brush to paint – BAM!!, Picasso junior – me.
I’ve had the desire and dedication. That’s never been an issue. Read, study, practice. Read, study, practice. Still not remarkable. I played years and years of basketball; very good player. Great? Not really. Remarkable, certainly not. I’ve read hundreds of books, and taken dozens of classes and seminars on management and leadership. Again, very good, but “no cigar,” as the saying goes.
This weekend, my wife and I saw the movie Moneyball about Billy Beane, the GM of MLB‘s Oakland A’s baseball team. He has accomplished great things, in my mind; but in his, he only considers his career remarkable if they win the World Series (which they haven’t under his leadership). His motto is that it doesn’t matter how many games you win, if you lose the last game of the season (ie, the championship).
I ask myself all the time, is “very good,” good enough? Where’s the remarkable? You know, maybe it’s not so much in being remarkable, as it is in trying to be remarkable.