Hard Work Out Beats Talent Every Time!

1ccd8858fb0c6395905607e8d8d3a982I had to fight for a pork chop! My determined nature began at the beginning just trying to get a second helping at the table.  Being the youngest of eight, it was dog eat dog.  LOL!  but I did develop a like for winning.  I am willing to do the work necessary to win.  I am ok with second place, but I always trained to win first place.  I did not wake up and train to be second.  If it happened, I vowed to work harder so that one day I could win first place.

I like winning.  I am willing to do the work necessary to win.  I am ok with second place, but I always trained to win first place.  I did not wake up and train to be second.  If it happened, I vowed to work harder so that one day I could win first place.

My daughter,  saw this picture and said, “why are you so happy in this picture?” She could see my big gleaming smile but thought it was weird I was wearing a suit while standing on the sidewalk at our farm. It was not weird to me; I was already well into working on my 20-year plan… success mindset and success lifestyle.

I told my daughter, “I was happy because I loved winning.”   She said, “Winning what?” She did not notice that I was wearing my medals around my neck, so I said, “these were medals I won in gymnastics.  I’m smiling because winning makes me happy.”   She said, “yes mom, I know winning makes you happy.”

I have every report card; every award where I got the medal for the highest grades in my class;  every ribbon I won for every track meet event, my swimming and lifeguard awards and my 10K medals.  I like winning.  But the real story is that I had to work for it.  There were kids that were bigger than me, more talented than me and smarter than me.  But I could outwork anyone.  I was always determined and willing to do whatever it takes to win, no matter how long it takes.   There is no surprise that I have tenacity, I am the youngest of eight children and happened to be the runt of the litter.  I would play basketball with them and no one lowered the net for me; I had to shoot the ball into the real net.  Every year I challenged my mother to a race.  I wanted to beat my mother, who was very fast.  She never let me win.  I knew if I worked at it, I would win one day.   That day came and it was great because I had to work for that win.  My mother was happy for me.

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