Hello, now a little bit about me. I was born in the great State of Texas. As I was growing up I wanted my dad's attention, affection anything that he would acknowledge that he love me or "you did great son". And as I was growing up very seldom and I mean very seldom would I hear my parents words to me “I love you". Maybe that was because my dad was a Gung Ho, Grunt! And wanted us to be TOUGH!
Well, one day my dad and uncle were watching a local high school football team playing, yelling, and screaming all excited about this game. So, I came over to see what was going on, and on the T.V. I saw this one particular player named Warren Mc Vey running with the football and this guy could run, he dodged in and out making touchdowns. I sat and watched the game and every time he would get the ball there was so much excitement and I saw how my dad really like this guy because of his running ability. I decided that day that I was going to be the best in sports so he can be happy with me and maybe I would have his love. At that time I was 9 years old.
The next day I woke up getting ready for school and in my mind, I decided to throw further, dodge, jump and run faster than anyone. And you know what; I did what a positive feeling I had at a young age. I ran so fast and it felt so natural, no strain no pain just a gliding feeling. Right now I am listening to an audio book by Wayne Dyer “Wishes Fulfilled”. He mentions not only think you can do it but feel you can do it. I found that feel you can do it at a young age and it is real.
As I went on in life nobody could even come close to beating me in running or any sports I played, I made all the touchdowns, won all the races. When I was in sixth grade we had a play day, where we had all types of Greek games. And of course I won everything but there was one event towards the end of the day which I participated in. It was the type of game where two people walked on a low balance beam with long poles and trying to know each other off by pushing. Of course who was pushed off lost. There was boy who was my opponent I had heard he had not won anything in the games and tried so hard. I felt sorry for him and decided to let him win. What a look on his face that he had won! But, was that my first mistake of showing weakness, by losing? Should I have let him earn it? Did this moment affect the rest of my life? I will conclude next time.
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