AKA Serena Williams.
It may take time to become the boss you are. Do you remember when Serena Williams wasn’t #1? When she was coming up, when Venus was better than her, when she lost a bunch of matches? Yeah. Me neither. Her record-shattering performances over the past decade, toppling records set by Steffi Graf (who was pretty dang good herself), setting new marks, kicking ass, taking names, etc. Blowing away any glimmer of uncertainty over who is the G.O.A.T. Some people may limit this statement to tennis, or even to women’s tennis. But I’ll take a note from Kari Champion (ESPN, yes) and just go with GOAT. The point I am trying to make is not that she’s a better athlete than everybody else, but rather she’s certainly earned her ascendancy and all of the accolades over a long period of time. She’s a total BOSS. But it’s not like she started there. She persisted and kept growing, kept getting better, kept proving herself against all competition. I admire the hell out of her. And though I’ll not aspire to her level of greatness in any one thing, I like to channel my inner Serena sometimes when the world is kicking my ass.
All that glitters is not gold. It can get lonely at the top. Ask Serena. Jealous people will try and put you down. Or not want to collaborate, or think you are a glory hog. I used to be a perfectionist. I’m looking for a divorce from that mentality. When I was young, I wanted to be the best student. So I put ALL of the pressure on myself. For what? To be the valedictorian of a tiny rural high school? Goody. I trained myself into a fear-based mentality that kept me looking for some sort of statistical validation. So I got lonely on top of my mole-hill… I didn’t feel worthy, and I kept gunning for myself. Trying to be the best. For what? That wasn’t working to get better, that wasn’t channeling my inner Serena, it was pride going before the fall. Channel Serena.