When quitting seems like a good option
It was my senior year of high school and I wasn’t enjoying running track. I just wanted to be on the baseball team, and the seasons ran parallel.
So I quit track.
Trouble was we were a small school and that was going to hurt our track team pretty badly. I went home that day and my dad called me over and said, “coach said you quit track today. I’m not going to let you quit what you started. Go back tomorrow and tell him you are not going to quit.” I hated to hear it, but I knew he was right.
I went back and told the coach that I would finish the season.
I became a vital part of that team, and we actually went on to win the state championship that year. Again, small school, but for me a great experience and a lesson that stuck with me for life. Don’t quit. Don’t give up. Ever. Change course, move on, but never quit.
I’ve regretted quitting other things, but never regretted sticking something out even when it wasn’t fun any more.
This is part of 7 weeks of daily writing while I’m less mobile, recovering from surgery. This day #23 of 49. The last post was: