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Consistency Over Perfection

"It's not what we do once in a while that shapes our lives. It's what we consistently do."- Tony Robbins

There once was a boy who, much to his parents' disappointment, had no love of sports. He tried playing little league but he never really felt like part of the team. It was fun to run around from base to base and hit the ball off the tee, but waiting in the dugout to do those things was so boring. Even more boring was waiting in the outfield because you weren't even allowed to sit down. He tried playing soccer and he liked that okay, but he wasn't very good so he always got stuck in the positions where the ball was almost certain not to come to him. He was much more comfortable at home, playing his video games and watching online videos about how to get better at playing those games. His parents finally gave up on the boy ever being an athlete, but they were ok with it since he was so scholastically intelligent, and who knew what doors of success that would eventually open up for him in the future. But then one day, he picked up a basketball. And on that day, a true passion was born. A fire was ignited within the boy to become a basketball player.

When his parents discovered the boy's plans, they were worried. They had seen him struggle with the other sports and didn't want him to endure another disappointment. They knew he was not athletically gifted and couldn't bear for him to be told that he wasn't good enough. So they agreed to let him play on a Christian basketball league, where they prayed before games and which was much less competitive than some of the other leagues. His first season was a wild success. He was blessed with a coach who loved the game and loved teaching it, and the boy began to learn the fundamentals of ball handling and defense. The last game of the season was won with the boy making a defensive stop that propelled the team to victory and preserved their undefeated status. The boy was so proud of himself. He was sure he was ready for the more competitive teams and decided to tryout for the 6th grade middle school team.

The next level of competition proved to be an eye opening experience for the boy. These coaches expected ALOT. It was quickly painfully obvious that the boy had neither the skills or the experience to play for the 6th grade team. He was cut in the first round of tryouts. The boy was upset, but not surprised. It was obvious he had work to do and he was ready to take it on. His parents hired a private coach for him to work on fundamentals, strength training, and ball handling skills. He continued to play basketball at school during morning intramurals, and he joined the rec league at the community center in order to get the chance to play and practice in real game time settings. 7th grade tryouts came around the following year, and the boy had improved tremendously, though not enough. Again, he was cut in the first round of tryouts. Now this was too much for him to take. He didn't get over that rejection for quite some time and had pretty much given up on being able to play basketball for anything but fun.

"Perserverence is not a long race; it is many short races, one after the other."- Walter Elliott