Average…average..that’s the word I heard a lot while growing up…you know, being a Trainer and a Coach, there is this unsaid pressure over my personal story…my story itself is supposed to inspire people.The problem is I don’t have a rags to riches story, nor do I have one of being a super achiever always that would pander to common sentiments. I grew up listening to teachers tell my mom that I am average and I cause no trouble and they have no issues with me…Thing with being considered average? You don’t belong to the class of high performers who are glorified and expected to maintain their super performance. 

You are not that cool kid everyone is charmed by and also rue how they have so much potential…if only they would apply themselves…I realized that being average meant no one would have much expectations out of me…And when I also started believing this story, I voluntarily allowed myself to fade into the background. 

I thought I wasnt important enough, what I could contribute wouldn’t matter..It struck me…life is actually a lot more challenging for someone who is supposedly average…because no one expects you to be great…in fact people tell you not to risk what you have…while you are not great…you are not so bad either…so there goes your intrinsic motivation to do better…The reason why I coach and train others? 

I did manage to break out of my perceived averageness and knew I was a little extra ordinary…How I did that is a story for the next time…In the mean time if you have been led to believe you are average…do consider the possibility that you are actually extra ordinary.