If you believe in the 10,000 hour rule, and you figure it takes you lets say 10 years to get to your 10,000 hours in any given thing. The average life of a woman in the US is 81 years you have the opportunity to master around seven things. Or lead seven different lives.
I’m greedy though. I want more than that, without getting into the study of human longevity and the probability of me living a much longer life then my ancestors because of some super cool advances in technology and science. Lets just say I have until 80. I need to figure out a way to maximize this. I tend to try and follow the Tim Ferriss principles on rapid learning. Here’s the problem though. I want too many lives. I want to be a writer, master potter, an ultra-runner, a yogi, musician, artist, painter, martial artist, mentor, motivator, mother, rock climber, world-traveler, podcaster, teacher, avid-learner, self-improvement guru, boss, entrepreneur. This list could fill several notebooks full. There are just so many cool things I want to become. I don’t just want to do them. I want to do them on a level of mastery. Well lets define that a little more loosely. I want to be in the top 10% of all of these things.
Here is where I run into issues though. I wouldn’t call myself a fast learner. Have you heard of the Stanford Marshmallow Experiment? I would have been the kid who ate the marshmallow, immediately after the researcher left the room.
I have a tendency to get really, very excited about something, and read all of the things about one thing for a week. Then, well, I’m over it. I put it in the closet and move on to the next thing. Then I get discouraged, get a little down on myself, beat myself up a little for being a quitter, then I turn to bargaining. Maybe I’m just more of a learner, then a doer. I should stick to what I know. Woe is me. Life is hard.
What I’m saying is, I’m over being a quitter. Just because I ate the marshmallow doesn’t mean I can’t become great, that doesn’t mean I can’t lead 27 different lives. I’m forcing myself to become the exception, not the rule. And I’m going to document my never-ending journey of self-improvement. So here’s to me, kicking ass and taking names. It’s going to be a wild ride. I know it won’t be easy. I’m sure as soon as I press publish I’m going to want start bargaining, let my brain stay in it’s comfort zone. But not this time.
Here goes my journey. Wish me luck. And stay tuned.