Today the IM team that I play in lost in the first round of playoffs. It wasn't the first time that we lost but it was the first time we lost by the mercy rule. I made some big mistakes and for once in a long while I found myself getting heated. I always hate losing, but something about this time that turned on that old self that I hate so much.
On my drive home, I called my mom and told her about my frustrations and what I was feeling. I didn't expect much, since my mothers a small woman that wasn't athletic at all. What she said to me was probably the best advice ever.
"It's just a game, and in the game there are winners and losers. Of course losing feels bad, but do you think anybody plays to lose? Even the best don't win all the time, Michael Jordan didn't win all the time, and when he lost I don't think he sat there being angry, he got better. Don't be angry, get better."
What I got from it is "Don't let losing discourage you, let it make you work harder." I hate losing, anyone that really knows me knows that, but one thing I've been learning to tattoo into my heart and my attitude: "to bear the cross is to wear the crown"
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