I came in last.
My little boy was so excited to run his kids fun run today. All morning he was smiling, running around even doing lunges, butt kicks, and sprints to warm up his body before his big race. I was so excited for him. He was excited to win.
All morning long, I was telling him… you don’t have to win the race you just need to do your best. It doesn’t matter whether you win or lose, what matters is that you do your best. Even the winner of the race may have won and still not have done his best. Our best shouldn’t be compared to what others are doing, it should be based on your own numbers, your attitude, how you are feeling, did you give it your all or did you slow down in the end because you knew no one behind you had even the slightest chance of catching you. Would you really call that doing your best?
The best don’t care about what everyone around them is doing if they are really focused, they care about what they are doing. On a scale of 1-10… did you perform at a 10? Everyday will be different. Your best today may not be your best tomorrow, but did you quit? Or did you give your best given your current circumstances, and the time, place, and did you have a positive attitude.
How do you explain this to a 5 year old? Especially one who is as he is lined up ready to race, whistle blows” Go!” and not one second later he trips (my heart sinks) and he falls down slamming his face in the ground, just to look up and see all the other kids are already yards ahead of him. ” I’m gonna lose Mommy” he says with cries of pain from his head and tears of broken pride and defeat. “Russell, just do your best. Take my hand, calm yourself down, stop crying, have a positive attitude. Let’s finish this race” I said.
Well the crying didn’t stop till about half way through the course. But finally he did stop. He kept running, he didn’t pull away and say ” I’m don’t want to do this.” Instead He kept going. Even when he saw his 3 year old little brother beating him, he kept going ( though I think his attitude wasn’t all that excited thought- we’ll work on that). But I am proud of my boy. I am proud that even with a face full of dirt, mud on his shirt, that he kept going, he finished that race. He might not understand what it means to do his best yet. But I want him to know that I am proud of him for not giving up, for persevering. My boy did his best today. He saw that he had lost the race, he saw that he was last place- but he still ran the race and finished his test.
It’s okay to come in last as long as you were doing your best.
We all can’t be winners at everything life throws at us, but we all can be hard workers, we can be patient, we can have a kind attitude towards those who are better at something than we are. It’s all in our mind. Our thinking controls everything that you do. In your head right now repeat after me, ” I will do my best, I will do my best.” And you will, one race at a time.
Posted by: Julie
Grace In Motion Physical Therapy