I remember playing football in high school. The first three years were terrible. We lost almost every game. Sometimes it was fun, sometimes it was terrible. Then in grade 12 we pulled off a perfect record and won a provincial championship.
The first few years there were a lot of problems. The football program was fairly new so we didn’t have a lot of experience. A lot of the guys on our team were late bloomers. We come from a community where physical and mental toughness weren’t nurtures (life is easy in the suburbs). So it is easy and accurate to say the first two years we were terrible weren’t out fault.
Then in my third year it looked like we were headed on the right direction. We were big. We had experience. And a good number of us had developed a thick skin. But we went 4-4 and our whole starting offence (except for myself) and most of our defence graduated. It was a pretty devastating situation. Years of failure really took its toll on our attitudes.
The next year rolled around and there was a lot of worry about how terrible we would be … again. It would have been easy to just not play. I considered not playing. But I had developed into a pretty tough kid and told myself I wouldn’t quit. That the team needed me to be tough for them. We ended up with a perfect record.
Sometimes life kicks you. Things happen that aren’t your fault. You will fail and it will feel terrible. You need to pick yourself up. Get back on the horse. Try something new. Take a risk. Hit harder, run faster, love deeper and crash harder than the first time.
“It may not be you fault for being down. It is your fault for not getting back up”