You’ve heard the phrase shoot for the stars you just might land on the moon, right?
It’s a great sentiment, if you’re totally chill with landing on the moon.
Problem is if you’re the type of person delusional enough to shoot for the stars, maybe landing on the moon is a disappointment.
Here me out.
As a baseball player, I was just good enough that possibly playing in the pros wasn’t that much of a delusion. Throughout high school I busted and trained and hit and threw and fielded. I never made it to the pros, so by all accounts a disappointment.
But I was a damn good high school player and would’ve been a fine college player. My problem was that I couldn’t be satisfied with being a damn good high school player, one of the 100 best in New England. It meant nothing to me.
But…had I not pushed myself to that extreme of playing professionally, had I just been happy to be a decent high school player, I doubt I would’ve been a very good high school player at all. I shot for the stars and landed on the moon. My problem was I was grossly unsatisfied with the moon.
So we need to have Major League dreams and Major League work ethic, knowing all the while that reaching that mighty pinnacle is still unlikely, but that shouldn’t stop us, because pushing ourselves to that level will make us pretty damn good.
The trick—and the rub—is being happy with the moon.
And I think I have an answer for that, but I’ll save it for tomorrow.
