Have you ever had someone say something about you and you think to yourself, "That's not me!". Then you sit and think for a minute or two and realize that maybe that person saw something in you that you had never recognized in yourself.
This happened to me recently when my brother and I were talking at a family function. We were talking about hockey and how he wished he had my "drive" when he was playing. I had never, ever in my entire life thought of myself as someone with drive. Stubborn, gullible, naive, caring, YEP, but a person who has drive? This had not even crossed my mind.
So I sat and thought about it to see if I could see it, and then I remembered a story that I showed how much "drive" I had. One Bon Soo about 7 years ago my family was involved in a Car Rally. This is where you get a set of questions and you have to drive around and find the answers in a set amount of time. So, I am eagerly waiting for us to get our questions to get going. We listen to the instructions,
1) Come and get your questions when your team is called
2) Read all the questions
3) Drive safe and have fun!
So we get our questions, I rush to the car and read the first question. I know the answer so we are on our way. We are trucking along great and get to a question #18 that says, "How many rungs are on the slide in the park?" Well remember this is in the winter and it was an actual Northern Ontario winter so there was about 2-3 feet of snow in this park, and no path plowed. So my "drive" takes over and I go running towards the slide. That slide by the way is in the far back corner of this park. I am huffing and puffing when I get there to count the rungs, 7! So I run (or trudge slowly) through the snow and get back to the car, at which point I am in a full fledged asthma attack and can barely get the answer out to everyone in the car. The person with the paper (who I cannot remember at this moment because I could barely breathe at this point), writes the answer down and flips the page to the next question. "What (huff puff), is (huff puff) the next (huff puff) question?" No answer! "What is the next question?" I ask again. The person says, "#19, Skip question #18" WHAT!!!! Skip question #18? But didn't I just run through knee deep snow to find out the answer to question #18!!
Yes I have it, DRIVE!!! Aka: Stupidity!!!
Paddling along this river called life!!!
