Friday, May 05, 2006

glory days

With nothing particularly blog-worthy going on in the present, let me take a moment to delve into the past. I often think that it's possible I peaked at 17, at a very shallow peak, nonetheless.

I went to a very small private school (about 90 people in my graduating class) that offered great academics and mediocre sports, except for tennis and golf (they called us the country club school). It was easy to be considered an athlete there. So really, it's no huge accomplishment that I played tennis and basketball. Sure, our tennis team was top-notch -- we won the Tournament of Champions for NJ every year except my freshman year -- but I was always one of the worst players on the team. I was fairly good in the big picture, based on USTA rankings, but it's hard to think of yourself as good when you're constantly practicing with people in the league of amazing. It was quite the predicament. Had I gone to my public school, I would've played first singles but been part of a not-so-great team. As it was, I was lower on the ladder for the best team in the state. Which would've been better for me, personally? I suppose there's no point in contemplating that now. At least I had fun, for the most part, and racked up a whole lotta trophies and news coverage.

Actually, my experience in basketball might be a good indication of how I would've faired in tennis at my public school. We weren't particularly good; so I was the starting Varsity point guard since Sophomore year. With that experience, I gained some confidence and leadership abilities. I loved it, too. We had so much fun... well, I did at least.

Besides sports, I did some other activities. I sang since middle school: choir, some 'select' middle school groups, high school choir freshman year and then Lyric Singers sophomore through senior year. Lyric Singers was the 'select' women's singing group. We went on annual tours, singing at schools and events and stuff, to Philly, Boston, and New Orleans. Lots of fun. Also, I was on school council: sophomore class rep, junior class pres, and school council pres. I had fun doing this too.

Before all the stuff in high school, I played violin, piano, softball, soccer; dabbled in cooking, pottery, computers (before the good stuff came around, I learned the easy ancient programming stuff), gymnastics, tap and putting together newpapers. It was fun being a kid and trying out all these things. I wasn't very good at the cooking or pottery then, but with everything else, I had "potential."

If only I could've focused on something. I never really did though and thus, never became great at anything. A jane of all trades; mistress of none. All that unrealized potential is pretty useless now. Though I suppose if I had been great at gymnastics, it wouldn't be too helpful now anyway. Computer programming, on the other hand... stupid stupid stupid. Well, how was I supposed to know? Se la vie. At least I had a lot of fun and a bunch of good experiences. I forget the point I had when I started this blog, but I know I had one. See, I just can't focus on anything...

6 Comments:

At 1:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If only I could've focused on something. I never really did though and thus, never became great at anything. A jane of all trades; mistress of none.

So what? As Robert Heinlein sez:

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

I can do about thirteen of those.

I too know the dull, throbbing ache of PIHSS (Peaked In High School Syndrome).

I just tell myself that the reason I appeared so great back then was because I was only competing against my age-peers in a small bubble of a microcosm.

NOW I'm competing for greatness against EVERYONE on the planet ages 18-121. I might have had the best analysis of third party influences in Ibsen's "A Doll's House" in the entire class, but I'll never be able to publish the world's greatest operating system and become Bill Gates.

Even when you go to college it's tougher - you have far more people to compete with for greatness.

The problem is measuring your life's peaks against others. Take a look at yourself. I'm sure you're just as smart as you were in high school, just as attractive, just as able to put pen to paper. If you picked up a tennis racquet tomorrow I'm sure you'd be able to soundly defeat most people. And even if your racquet-eering isn't quite up to the level it was in your high school days, it's just because you haven't been practicing.

Look at yourself in other areas, I'm sure you've even IMPROVED over high school. How long have you been at your current job? I'm sure you've become amazing. How's your self-confidence? Better now than it was then? I'm sure.

It's tough to measure greatness as an adult. All we can do is start a PIHSS support group. We can call it "Get PIHSSed Off."

 
At 1:43 PM, Blogger SR Phoenix said...

That's true. I started another blog that I never published about what the marks of success are as an adult. In younger years, there were trophies and grades and other stuff like that. Now what? I guess there's cars and paychecks, but it just ain't the same. I want a little tiny medal for every client I assist... haha.

For the record, my self-confidence has seriously declined since high school. But I'm working on it.

 
At 2:09 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Why has your self-confidence declined since high school? You should take martial arts or go on Outward Bound or something.

You should ask your boss to start giving you stickers or gold stars or something. At the end of each "semester" you could get a report card.

Client Assistance - B+
Phone Manner - B+
Photocopying - A
Faxing - A-
Attendance - B
Gym - D+

Fucking gym.

 
At 2:10 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

...or something.

 
At 2:22 PM, Blogger SR Phoenix said...

Why would I get a D in gym? Psshhaah.

 
At 2:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Because you got As and Bs in everything else. You can't have both :)

 

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