Real athletes run others just play games
Champions do not become champions when they win the event, but in the hours, weeks, months and years they spend preparing for it. The victorious performance itself is merely the demonstration of their championship character.
-- T. Alan Armstrong
When you wake up in the morning and hear the rain patting against the roof, you stop. The world stops. Life is perfect. Then, as you make your way downstairs to satisfy your grumbling stomach with some fresh strawberries, you hear your dogs bark. Darn!!! You left him on the bed on your rush downstairs. As you run back up you get a sour feeling in your stomach, because you know deep inside that he has wet the bed. As you reluctuently cleen up after him, you can just imagine your mother standing next to you- looking at you with shame. You hear the troubling scream of him, reminding you yet again that you have managed to fail. As you scream back you realize you are only making the situation worse.
When you get home you quickly get into a change of clothes, and plop in-front of the television. When your mom gets home and sees your pile of clothes on the floor. She is already mad. You already feel bad. She yells at you for being silent and having no response to her anger.
The rain is still tapping on the roof. Now you are defeted.
Good thing it will rain again tomorrow.
