Youâre not where youâre supposed to be.
Youâre not a failure. Youâre actually doing well. You have a way you present yourself at parties that sounds pretty impressive. You have a narrative.
But youâre not better at the stuff that makes you great than you were three years ago. Maybe you call those feelings imposter syndrome when they show up. Maybe you keep busy with lateral moves and jumping companies. Either way, youâre running up against the same walls.
Iâve met you. In fact, I bet you think this song is about you.
The secret
Iâll give you the secret. Iâll tell you the thing that knocks down those walls, and unlocks a whole new growth path for your professional life. I know it will, because I lived it. I know it will, because once you know what to listen for, you hear almost every successful leader point to it.
Whatâs more, itâs so powerful, it will also totally alter your personal relationships. Youâll be a better partner and a better friend.
And hereâs the zaniest piece of all: Iâll tell you and most of you still wonât do it. You can send this to other people, and they wonât either.
Isnât that wild?
Anyhowâââhere it is. You wonât like it.
Be vulnerable.
What the hell does that mean?
Be vulnerable.
I understand that it sounds like self-help snake oil. I promise thatâs not my intent. The truth is that being vulnerable is hard. Really hard. But, past a certain point, itâs the only way you get better.
Whatâs the common pattern for your last three failures and what are you going to do about it that isn’t just deflection?
Before Malcolm Gladwell made the 10,000 hours thing so cool that it became uncool again, it was a pretty neat paper. The authors did find that most world-class experts took about 10,000 hours to get there, that part is true. But not just any hours. Being alive and present for 10,000 hours doesnât count. Plinking away at the piano for 10,000 hours or writing bad poetry for 10,000 hours or shooting free throws for 10,000 hours doesnât make you world class.
Neither, by the way, does natural talent. Natural talent only lets you outrun the amateurs. Look at someone like Michael Phelps â from what I can tell, that guy is part fish. I feel like every four years the US media has a new set of articles about how his arms are a bit longer than average and his lung capacity is larger than most. In the next few years, I suspect weâll learn that he has gills and swims upstream in the spring to spawn. But Iâm here to tell you that, without an incredible training and coaching regimen, Phelps wouldnât even be a contender. Heâd win every local swim meet, and be destroyed at the Olympic level.
The only way to get to world class level, the thing that the study authors actually mean when they talk about 10,000 hours, is something they call deliberate practice. Itâs 10,000 hours of watching your tapes, and watching other peopleâs tapes. Itâs spending six months adjusting a single form or working a single piece. Itâs asking, constantly, where am I messing up, and how can I get better, who does this better than I do and what can I learn from them? Imagine 10,000 hours of that. Not an hour, or 10, or 100. Itâs exhausting. Itâs why being a world champion is hard.
Be vulnerable
I donât swim, or run, or climb for a living. I manage teams. I lead people. And I try to help them build products people love. Maybe you do something similar. Iâm still working on my 10,000 hours. And whenever I stall, I find that the same thing gets me out of it.
Where am I messing up? How can I get better? Who does this better than I do and what can I learn from them?
I am open to the prospect that it will hurt to learn that Iâm still messing up. And sometimes it does hurt.
I donât know what itâs like to be an Olympian, but for me, those are uncomfortable questions. Sometimes my narrative takes over. I try to listen and make serious-looking faces, but I also look for the ways to get out of hearing something I donât want to learn about myself. I have natural talent around peopleâââI can often pass the amateur tests without taking it too much to heart.
But on my good days, which come more frequently with practice, I am vulnerable. I am open to the prospect that it will hurt to learn that Iâm still messing up. And sometimes it does hurt. I didnât make a call when my team needed me to, or I made a call too quickly, or I made a straight up dumb call. I didnât listen or, worse, I listened selectively. As soon as I hear this stuff, I know how true it is. And I feel like an idiot. Those are the days when I get better.
Meh?
Maybe you think this is all a bunch of navel-gazing, self-indulgent garbage. Certainly, no small part of my own success comes from privilege that has nothing to do with how vulnerable and brave I am. The very ability to be vulnerable at work is privilegeâââmany folks canât afford to, and part of my job is to reverse that wherever I can. Itâs one of the places I know I still have a lot to learn. And what I have learned so far has come mostly from the generosity and patience of people who have had to work much harder to get where they are than I did.
But, for some of you, those first couple paragraphs sting. Youâre stalled and you know it. Youâre leaning on your natural talents and your position in life instead of doing the hard work to get better. You tell others, and maybe even yourself, that you are looking for feedback, that you are vulnerable. In fact, youâre the first to volunteer how awful you are at things, partly as faux humility, partly as genuine insecurity. Yeah, I see you.
But honeys: Iâm not asking you to beat up on yourself more. Stop that. Iâm asking you to work. Whatâs the common pattern for your last three failures and what are you going to do about it that isnât just deflection? Who are you asking for help and coaching, and how well can they see through your narrative? How hard do they help you push?
Anyhow, thatâs the secret. And if you go back and read the interviews with great leaders and world experts and championship athletes, youâll hear it over and over again. I hope youâll grab on to it.
Because itâs killing us to see you stuck like that.
This article was syndicated with permission from The Co-Pour