Mediocrity
So I was thinking (yeah, go figure, I think once in a while too) that really most people, including you and me, are merely mediocre. None of us is excelling at anything. I am sorry to break your heart but it's true. The good news is most people are pathetic mediocre losers like ourselves. Most people settle with mediocrity. Most people want to have a nice safe job, be able to afford a comfortable life and that's that.
See, being mediocre is easy. It doesn't take a lot of hard work and you don't have to sacrifice and fee uncomfortable. Being mediocre gets you the approval of the pack, the pat on the back - good job, well done. Sure, sometimes you'll have to work extra just to get to a mediocre level but that's only sometimes and that's when you usually go from one level of mediocrity to the next.
Yeah, that's right mediocrity has levels. I don't know how many levels but I assume they range from - "eh, you are okay" to "you are pretty good". It's all mediocrity, buddy. You might be thinking "well, I don't think I am mediocre, I am pretty good at math or Doom II or farting with my armpits". No, buddy, you are still mediocre, in your circle of friends you might think you are pretty good and your friends might think you are pretty good but at a grander scale you are mediocre if not even a sucker.
But then, I keep asking myself - well, why the hell are people mediocre? And just like the crazies I come up with my own answer - well, people are mediocre because they lack discipline, direction, and a drive. Yep, that's what it is... I guess (remember I am pretty mediocre too). Oh and another thing - they love comfort. Now, how many times have you gotten on one of those diets or made a commitment to go to the gym every day and work out hard and eventually look like Arnold? I've done it many times. Then what happens with most people - they go to the gym regularly for a week, two weeks, a month and then they kinda flake out. Did you know that research shows that most beginners don't last longer than 2 months in the gym. It's funny how in January and February gyms are packed with some of those with the new year resolutions to lose weight. By March this crowd thins out and it's only the regulars there. Happy to say I made it past March, not happy to say that I am still mediocre.
Then, comfort. It's such a wonderful thing. Ah, don't I love to get home after work, plop myself in front of the TV, eat the Chinese I picked up from the store and sit on that couch until I pass out. Now, I'd love me a beer too if it's too hot. Yeah baby, "hard" day of work...staring at the computer and secretly googling "boobies" and "booty". With one eye watching out for the boss, with the other eye looking at a hot babe with a triple E rack.
But it's comfort - safe job, safe home, safe car, safe life. It's so mediocre. People hate risk. Come on now, don't fool yourself, you hate risk too. All that cool talk of how you like gambling with life goes out the door the minute your ass gets on the line.
Extending yourself and growing means getting out of the comfort zone. That's why most guys secretly stare at the hot chick on the bus and imagine her naked. None of them though wants to get out of his comfort zone and talk to her. So what happens when you get out of your comfort zone? Well you get nervous, you feel awkward and stupid and then at some point you get used to the new environment and situation and you have just expanded your comfort zone. It's really cool, once you have the balls to do it. I for example was always scared to dance salsa in public because I suck. I don't know why I was scared. I thought I'd look stupid, that it's not for me, etc. Well I got over my fear when I finally did it...several times. Sure I sucked, but then I got this hot girl to teach me how to dance. She didn't teach me s**t but the fact that we had fun, made me confident. Eh, so I suck, so what, I can still have fun. Actually it's more fun to suck at salsa and to get all the hot chicks teach you how to dance than to be the expert and scare away everyone. Remember, even on the dancefloor the majority of people are mediocre. Now imagine you are a pro and you go to a salsa club - no one will wanna dance with you because everyone is thinking - oh, he's too good, I can't possibly dance with him. So, the expert ends up chatting with the bar tender about the Cubs game...
To be continued...
See, being mediocre is easy. It doesn't take a lot of hard work and you don't have to sacrifice and fee uncomfortable. Being mediocre gets you the approval of the pack, the pat on the back - good job, well done. Sure, sometimes you'll have to work extra just to get to a mediocre level but that's only sometimes and that's when you usually go from one level of mediocrity to the next.
Yeah, that's right mediocrity has levels. I don't know how many levels but I assume they range from - "eh, you are okay" to "you are pretty good". It's all mediocrity, buddy. You might be thinking "well, I don't think I am mediocre, I am pretty good at math or Doom II or farting with my armpits". No, buddy, you are still mediocre, in your circle of friends you might think you are pretty good and your friends might think you are pretty good but at a grander scale you are mediocre if not even a sucker.
But then, I keep asking myself - well, why the hell are people mediocre? And just like the crazies I come up with my own answer - well, people are mediocre because they lack discipline, direction, and a drive. Yep, that's what it is... I guess (remember I am pretty mediocre too). Oh and another thing - they love comfort. Now, how many times have you gotten on one of those diets or made a commitment to go to the gym every day and work out hard and eventually look like Arnold? I've done it many times. Then what happens with most people - they go to the gym regularly for a week, two weeks, a month and then they kinda flake out. Did you know that research shows that most beginners don't last longer than 2 months in the gym. It's funny how in January and February gyms are packed with some of those with the new year resolutions to lose weight. By March this crowd thins out and it's only the regulars there. Happy to say I made it past March, not happy to say that I am still mediocre.
Then, comfort. It's such a wonderful thing. Ah, don't I love to get home after work, plop myself in front of the TV, eat the Chinese I picked up from the store and sit on that couch until I pass out. Now, I'd love me a beer too if it's too hot. Yeah baby, "hard" day of work...staring at the computer and secretly googling "boobies" and "booty". With one eye watching out for the boss, with the other eye looking at a hot babe with a triple E rack.
But it's comfort - safe job, safe home, safe car, safe life. It's so mediocre. People hate risk. Come on now, don't fool yourself, you hate risk too. All that cool talk of how you like gambling with life goes out the door the minute your ass gets on the line.
Extending yourself and growing means getting out of the comfort zone. That's why most guys secretly stare at the hot chick on the bus and imagine her naked. None of them though wants to get out of his comfort zone and talk to her. So what happens when you get out of your comfort zone? Well you get nervous, you feel awkward and stupid and then at some point you get used to the new environment and situation and you have just expanded your comfort zone. It's really cool, once you have the balls to do it. I for example was always scared to dance salsa in public because I suck. I don't know why I was scared. I thought I'd look stupid, that it's not for me, etc. Well I got over my fear when I finally did it...several times. Sure I sucked, but then I got this hot girl to teach me how to dance. She didn't teach me s**t but the fact that we had fun, made me confident. Eh, so I suck, so what, I can still have fun. Actually it's more fun to suck at salsa and to get all the hot chicks teach you how to dance than to be the expert and scare away everyone. Remember, even on the dancefloor the majority of people are mediocre. Now imagine you are a pro and you go to a salsa club - no one will wanna dance with you because everyone is thinking - oh, he's too good, I can't possibly dance with him. So, the expert ends up chatting with the bar tender about the Cubs game...
To be continued...




