Yesterday, on the same day the Broncos won their fifth straight game, I completed my third straight half-marathon -- mind you these are once a year events, but I still consider the accomplishment very satisfying. Suffice to say I hated running for my entire life up until a few years ago. I’ve always enjoyed working out, but it had been at a more furious pace previously -- I loved playing basketball for hours, lifting heavy weights, working on fast-explosion, etc.. I turned 39 just before our first son was born. I knew it was time for some changes -- my previously productive small business was a casualty of the floundering economy, I was unemployed (read: bringing in no money) for about six months, and my wife was working part-time in order to prepare for the pregnancy (I was the one who encouraged her to do this, just before my business went in the tank). Also, at 39, I knew that I probably needed to give my body a different type of regular workout as the pounding of the hardwood was having an increased number of ill-effects.
I write this with great joy and satisfaction in my heart -- my wife and I are employed, our two, beautiful little children are healthy and well-fed and the Broncos are winning (again).
* This is a team that is dedicated to its faith -- mind you, I am not a Christian, nor am I pitching for or against it here. I believe this is about belief, regardless of the path one takes to it. This team clearly believes, as do I.
The change I have had in my ability to enjoy something that previously scared me (running) reminds me of this team, too. They didn’t know what they had in Tebow. They had to break from traditional mindset/beliefs. They have done it slowly and carefully. They have worked hard and, clearly, bought in to who he is and what he can do.
*The pain in the process is to be expected. The loss to the Lions was awful for the Broncos, but they fought through it -- and look at them now! My son has had three more surgeries since his birth, including one very scary one last spring that had him in the hospital for another 16 day stint. But if you met him today, you’d only see a healthy, happy and very rambunctious little boy.
*The greatest good in glory is giving it away. There’s a tremendous pride that comes with accomplishing a goal -- especially one where a significant amount of work has gone in. What I hear in the quotes from the Broncos are deferences -- repeated propping up of others, yes, Tebow more than others (for many reasons). But even (perhaps, especially) Tebow is quick to defer to his teammates and “the team” as a whole. He gets it.
*When I came home last night, my wife and six month old daughter were asleep. They wanted to stay awake, but my wife has to leave for work very early. My son (now 2.5 years old) shuffled out to greet his very sore daddy. He wanted a refill on his milk -- no problem there. As he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, I bent down (painfully) and placed the medal I received for completing the race around his neck. I told him he was a champion. I thanked him for giving me the inspiration to do more. I had a hard time taking that medal off of him when we went to bed. This morning he put it back on. He walked around the house saying “I’m a champion”. I couldn’t be more proud or thankful.
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