You know how some people just seem to be born leaders? They always make the right call, people follow them without question, and when things get hot they keep their cool.
I’ve been around a few of them. I’m sure most of us have. And to be totally honest, I wanted to be like that. I wanted to be accepted and looked up to and, more than anything, I wanted to be right. Well, I got the accepted part and some amount of respect, but there came a point when every decision I made was the wrong one. If I chose to go left, I should’ve stayed right. If I made a plan, it fell apart pronto. When I had to make a split second decision, I hesitated or I chose something that got a friend either in trouble or hurt.
Aside from deciding that I would be a terrible military commander, I thought that everything was falling apart. So I gave up. It became easier to be a follower and not be responsible for others. I let someone else decide whether we would hang a left or what plan of attack we would take. It was easy.
And it bothered me.
I still wanted to be competent. I wanted to be that born leader.
It took me a while, but I finally talked to my father about this. I asked him “How do I know what the right choice is?”
“You don’t.” He said. “Sometimes preparation counts for nothing. Sometimes you’ve put everything into training or researching and things still go belly up. Sometimes, it doesn’t matter how hard you try.
“But you know what? Nobody makes the right decision all the time. People who’ve gotten to the point where they seem infallible only got there because they screwed up time and time again. The only thing that kept them on the right path was that, no matter what happened, they tried again. That’s all you really can do. Just try.”
So that’s what I plan to do.
Song of the Week: “In Memoriam” by Globus.
Don’t ask me why. It just feels appropriate. It’s also a fantastic song. Seriously, listen to it while running or lifting! Like pumping motivation in through your ears.