My Aha Moment


I can remember stepping up to the start line. An overconfident ten-year-old, I was ready to beat my brother, Chris, in another foot race.

This had become our Saturday ritual – I would challenge Chris to a race, he would reluctantly accept, and I would win. He’s two years older than me, so you can imagine the pride I felt each time I won.

I was as confident as ever when my mom yelled, “GO!” We took off like bats out of hell. (Read: Slow as snails. I’ve never been known for my speed.)

I started strong, and I figured I would be cruising to another win; but something felt different. I couldn’t shake Chris. Panic set in. Usually by the time we reached the half way mark, I had the win in the bag. But he was right next to me. The race was over. He had beaten me for the first time.

I was devastated. I wasn’t used to losing. I always won at everything…simply by way of sheer natural talent.

This was my first “aha moment.” I could no longer rely on my natural talent and ability. I had to do something different. I had to set myself apart and find a different way to win.

I didn’t really know what “setting myself apart” looked like, so I just started doing bodyweight push-ups and squats.

Chris had been doing them every night for a few months, so I decided to join in. I figured something was better than nothing. Even though this wasn’t formal training, it gave me my first taste of strength training. My first taste of what it meant to work hard at something to become better.

But better wasn’t enough for me. I didn’t want to just be better. I wanted to be the best, and strength training became my secret weapon.

What was your aha moment? What have you done to set yourself apart from others and achieve your goals?

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