I’m good at fast. I write fast. I work fast. I eat fast. I earned ribbons running track in school.
Fast works well for me.
I got momentum, baby. And when I’ve got momentum, I’m pretty hard to stop.
But there are parts of life you can’t go through at warp speed.
Parenting springs to mind; except for those rare “spurts” in physical and emotional maturity, kids change glacially. Commercial publishing is a notoriously slow-moving beast. Especially for someone used to the “click; it’s published” speed of the web. Health and fitness? Real change is not overnight–there are weeks and months between the “Befores” and “Afters” splashed all over fitness-based magazines, reality shows and websites.
My own emotional and spiritual maturity? Fuhgeddaboutit. We’re talking years.
One thing I’ve been thinking about lately is that because fast is so easy for me, I tend to fill up my life with fast. I don’t mean “foam peanut” stuff. Just good stuff that’s easy for me because it’s short-term, and mainly requires that I get up a good head of steam for a short sprint. I can do short sprints all day. What’s worrying me is that I think I may be doing short sprints all day, every day, and missing important things because they require a different pace.
Nobody wants to be a one-trick pony. In fiction, one-note characters can make your story seem shallow and inauthentic. While it’s important to develop your strengths, it’s also important to cultivate a well-rounded approach to life. Otherwise, your super power inadvertently becomes your kryptonite. You can’t deal with anything that is counter to that ability.
What about you? What’s a strength that you have, that could be a weakness if you lean on it exclusively?