The Difference
Posted by Ethan Barron on Thursday, April 23rd, 2009
I’ve realized that I’m not much of a blogger. I don’t write every day, or every week for that matter. I really wait until something calls out to me. I hope that makes it more worth while for you to read this. I try not to post any pointless filler just for the sake of adding more fodder to the internet. I’m a quality vs quantity blogger. Sometimes the posts come in bursts while other times it can be weeks between posts. This is one of those times.
However, something rang true with me this morning when I was reading the blog of one of our alumni. He’s a former school record holder, 2x All American, captain, and simply an all around solid guy. Working with him was nothing short of a great experience for me. He epitomized everything that a good coach would love about sport – desire, drive, grit, emotion, possibility, and most of all a love for everything he did.
Ultimately, it was impossible to know exactly which Brigham would toe the line on a Saturday. That possibility left everyone (Tufts fans and competitors alike) on the edge of their seat. He was going to put on a show. Sure the possibility was there that he might die trying, but he was going to put it all on the line and try to PR like never before. Over his time at Tufts, I had numerous coaches approach me to tell me that they just loved watching him compete. I never told him this because I didn’t want to see his head get too big, but to be honest, I really enjoyed it too.
In reality though, it wasn’t what he did on Saturday’s that made him what he was. It was what he did when he couldn’t suit up that showed us his true colors. As coaches, an injury can really demonstrate an athletes true versatility as a leader. It can also illustrate exactly who is in it for themselves and who is in it for their teammates.
Now, at this point you are probably wondering why I am telling this story. Well, during that month that I was not allowed to run I still had to go to practice. So, at practice I took an exercise bike and rolled it up right next to the indoor track. From there I could watch my teammates workout while I worked out. A bunch of guys did this, so it was no big deal. Eventually I got bored with this concept and decided, along with a few other injured guys, to move the bikes to the front steps of the Gantcher Center…….OUTSIDE! We would put our gear on and go out into the cold and bike for 45 minutes. It was great. And thus the Lance Armstrong Indoor/Outdoor Stationary Bike Circuit was born. I even made membership cards for those that joined me outside, mine is still in my wallet.
In passing, this paragraph might seem quite insignificant, but that couldn’t be any farther from the truth. This paragraph isn’t simply setting up a story. It’s representative of what it takes to become something great.
First off, let’s reread the 2nd sentence. “Well, during that month that I was not allowed to run I still had to go to practice.” It might seem obvious, but this isn’t a mindset that everyone has. “I still had to go to practice.” I’m going to say that again because it is so huge…”I still had to go to practice.” Nothing is harder on a serious athlete than sitting on the sidelines watching his teammates train their asses off. I appreciate that. I’ve been there. But in college we’re more than athletes, we’re teammates. And a serious teammate realizes that he is far more to his friends than just another body at practice. In fact, the role you play as a physical contributor at practice is a very small piece of the puzzle. I really wish more athletes had this “I still had to go to practice” approach.
Second, move the bikes outside? Make membership cards? Two incredibly small efforts. Two small deeds. But they had a huge impact on everyone around him. They made something painful, stressful, and emotionally draining such as an injury and turned it into something fun. Someone much smarter than myself once said “the smallest deed is better than the grandest intention.” And this is the perfect example.
Don’t tell anyone I said this – Track and Field should be incredibly boring. There…I said it. We run in circles, we throw rocks, we jump fences. But it’s not boring, and it’s because of who we share it with. We have fun with it. Any toiling drudgery can become pure enjoyment given the right mindset and friends to share it with. And that’s exactly the case with our sport. We take what really shouldn’t be all that much fun and we make it the most enjoyable thing in our lives. How amazing is that? I’m just going to sit and mull that over for a bit. Thanks Nate.
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