I've been re-reading a brilliant book called Start by an author Jon Acuff. This is essentially my go-to book if I struggle with anything in life. What I'm finding difficult at the moment is defining about. You know what I'm talking about when I say about. That section that seems to be part of every social profile that normally floors us because how dare they ask such a question. But in reality it is because it is a little impossible to answer. I want to write a million things but also nothing at the same time. Sure, what I write there today feels relevant. For today. But I know if I review it tomorrow, it will seem under ambitious, lame or even for lack of a better word, a little stupid. For example, I would like to write that I'm a mountain biker. Yet when compared to the top five riders in almost any race that I've entered, I still have my training wheels on when it comes to mountain biking. I would love to write adventurer. But my only claim to fame regarding this is an attempt at a 4Deserts event in Iceland. Compared to Samantha Gash or Riaan Manser, I'm still looking for bugs with a flash light in my back garden when it comes to claiming to be a adventurer. I would like to write blogger. But then looking at what Seth Godin is achieving in this space, I'm practically still drawing with crayons on a wall at the moment.
I'm still looking for bugs with a flash light in my back garden when it comes to claiming to be a adventurer.
When do we cross the line when we can claim something as our own, regardless of how much better someone else is achieving the same thing as their about? Or is it as simple as asking "what can you not take away without still being yourself?".