The First Goal
My youngest had a basketball game last night.
Seventh grade B Team.
He’s 4’9” and weighs 84 pounds.
Got him pictured?!
His team did not win, but it was his best game ever.
You see, with only two games left in the season, he scored his first goal!
And the boy came unglued. And, OK, I admit it. I cried. (Just a little!!!)
In front of my very eyes, my son turned into a basketball machine.
He played like I have not seen him play all season long.
He made more shots and passes. He found his potential.
And that’s because he made a goal.
One small goal. And that changed everything.
There is power in making a goal. I watched it give my son the confidence to go out there after more.
I set small goals all the time.
When I started out, I had more than 100 pounds to lose. But my goal was not to lose 100 pounds. It was always to lose five.
Every time I made it to a five pound goal, I was strengthened by the power of achievement. The power of knowing I did what I set out to do.
Big goals are good. I have them. I make them.
But it’s the small goals we make along the way that fuel us with the fire of achievement to make it to those big goals.
It’s that moment when you realize, “Wow. I really did that.”
Which leads you to, “If reaching that felt so good, I wonder what will happen when…”
And eventually it brings you full circle to, “I knew I could do it all along, and it was worth it.”
After all, it takes a lot of goals to make a basketball player. Even a 4’9”, 84 pound one!
January 23, 2009 at 5:39 am
That’s awesome. Loved the blog.
January 23, 2009 at 5:49 am
One step, one goal at a time, success becomes inevitable
January 23, 2009 at 9:44 am
What’s that old saying???? A journey of a thousand miles starts with one small step. Great blog.
January 24, 2009 at 11:45 am
look what you are bringing out in your son with your success…no doubt the inspiration, drive and desire you have is rubbing off on him