There I was in gym class excitedly awaiting my turn to do pull-ups. I just watched my first-grade crush do 5 reps, and I couldn’t wait to show off my strength in front of the class. I gripped the bar and the test began...1...2...3….4….shit...pull harder! She’s watching! NOOOO!!! 4 reps. I fell one rep short of my crush on the first-grade pull-up test. My poor little ego was shattered.
You know how a first-grade boy’s mind works, right? Boys have to be stronger than girls otherwise you’re a “sissy,” or a “wuss,” or worse.... A “GIRL.” Now that outlook has changed immensely since the first-grade (thank goodness), but this was actually the beginning of me using exercise to cope with mental/emotional pain (first grade crushes are serious business, okay?!).
I began begging my parents for a pull-up bar (I was 6, turning 7, by the way...) and by Christmas of the following year, I got my wish! As soon as Dad screwed the pull-up bar in my doorway, the training began. I would do pull-ups every time I walked in and out of my room keeping in mind what had happened a year prior. I decided that I was not only going to surpass my crush in repetitions, but that I was going to surpass the entire class.
3 years later, the test came back, and I banged out 15 reps! WOO!! Mission accomplished! But I felt something strange… this emotion called empathy. I had other friends who couldn’t do more than one rep, and who had their crushes performing more pull-ups than them. Some would say, “Well, it’s because she is lighter than me,” or “it doesn’t matter on the football field,” but I knew that they were just protecting their egos from further damage like I had tried to do.
Ultimately, little Gabe did something that very moment without even realizing it… he accepted something. He accepted that a girl once did more pull-ups than him because he didn’t like the sound of excuses, and he knew how much work he put in to accomplish pull-ups, so he respected what his first-grade crush was able to do.
BACK TO FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW.... SORT OF
So here I am writing a blog article to say the following...
Thanks for reading! Until next time stay humble, stay hungry, and stay happy!