Two strikes and you are out
Yesterday I watched as a mother and father threw a baseball over twenty times at their kid holding a bat. Each time it was a swing and a miss.
As I walked away I wondered how many times within the next 10,000 hours would that kid swing and miss in the pursuit of mastery.
Want it bad enough and you persist. But you might not want it that bad.
Here is what might feel like a shortcut.
Can. Can. Can’t. Can.
I can skip.
I can hop.
I can’t repeatedly hop through a series of hula hoops placed on the ground.
But I can hop repeatedly on the spot.
Not a shortcut to mastery, a cop-out, or taking it easy on your kid, just a method to help you meet kids where they are.
Two strikes and your out. Or two strikes and you have a good idea where I am.