I took a tumble racing on the beach and I learned something valuable about myself.
I'm on vacation, and my younger brother and cousins decided to set up a challenge to see who can run 100 meters fastest. I can't back down from a challenge, even if the challengers are in their peak years and better shape.
In my head, I thought I had a chance. In reality, I couldn't even finish the race.
My youngest cousin is 17 and plays soccer professionally, his older brother is 22, and my brother is 30. My father, who is in his early 60s, decided he would try too, which tells you a lot about our mindset in the family and the way we were raised to not back down from a challenge.
When the race finally started, my father's knee buckled first, and he went down. Then a few feet after, I went down. My father got right back up and tried to run again. But I went down hard, so he came to check on me.
The first few meters, I felt like I was flying. Then I saw that I was going to go down. I decided to lean into my shoulder so I don't faceplant. The fall was so fast and hard that the rest of my body followed suit, and I tumbled even further from where I fell. Don't worry though, outside of a small skin scrape on the shoulder, I am fine.
So what did I learn from all of it? I learned that I don't like to back down from a challenge. Challenges, for me, are a good way to grow. And thanks to my father, I learned that I should get up and keep going even after I take a tumble.