I’m going to tell you something about myself. I’m average.
I said it.
It’s a relief.
There is something to be said for understanding who you are. This understanding has been earned the hard way.. through blood, sweat and tears.. but I truly appreciate the process and what I have learned about myself.
So here is what I know.
I’m an average artist.
I’m an average runner.
I’m an average musician.
I’m an average teacher.
I’m an average friend.
I’m an average parent.
And I’m okay with that!
Why? Because being average doesn’t mean I am mediocre. Being average doesn’t mean that I don’t strive on a daily basis to be better or do more. But being average does mean that I have had the opportunity to recognize my strengths and weaknesses and that I am possibly more of a realist than someone who lives life from the front.
I want to share with you some of what I have learned from being thoroughly, completely, fully and even exceptionally average…
It will not be easy.
Learning to read was hard for me. I continued to work at this long after my peers had mastered reading fluently. I didn’t read well until 4th grade and this ability didn’t come easily. It took lots of repetition and reading aloud, but finally, the light switch was flipped in my brain.
It will not be quick.
One of the life lessons from the ranks of the average is that you learn perseverance. Be it homework, test preparations, learning a new role/job, or running distance miles, these tasks will take time and repetition. Today as I plodded down the road contemplating life, I embraced the 11:30 pace that I was “running.” For whatever reason, in this season my running pace is a good two minutes plus slower than my old pace.. and that old pace wasn’t fast! But the grace in being average is that I didn’t give up. If I had once been fast, I would have quit at this pace. But living life in the average lane means that I understand that most things are going to take time!
It will not be seen.
Unless you are the valedictorian or salutatorian of your graduating class, no one else is going to remember where you sat at graduation! I graduated number 21 in my class… since I don’t even remember if it was the second or third row… how can I expect anyone else too!
It will not be flashy.
Life is not made up of paparazzi moments. Life is made up of work and sweat and grit and occasionally, you get to be a photobomber.
But life as an exceptionally average person is not drudgery. We, the average in all things, are incredibly employable!
Why? Because of our experiences in life! When you learn through life experiences that life isn’t easy, quick, seen or flashy.. you learn to find meaning in the process and enjoy the journey!
So here is my advice to all the “exceptionally average”… embrace it, acknowledge it, and then be empowered to do more.
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I love this entry because I can relate. I found myself chuckling and being inspired at the same time. Thank you for sharing your insight.