My grumbles of discontent were stopped in their tracks this week as I encountered a very contented man who simultaneously maintains a champion’s internal fire to win.
My discontent was simply a product of VERY long days spent on my feet and a week away from my husband and puppy dog. Don’t get me wrong – my week at a work-related trade show was a thrilling success, but my body is used to being comfortably ensconced at my desk for hours on end.
I LOVED the ability to connect with our clients and make new connections (but even the ugliest shoes built for comfort were no match for a hard convention floor.)
Then I met Markeith Price.
Mind you, I had talked to him previously; he is one of the athletes who uses our product. His story is even more compelling because he participates in the Paralympics as a visually impaired track and field athlete, who just happens to own four US records and will be headed to Rio to represent our country in August.
Somehow a few e-mails and phone conversations didn’t convey fully who I was about to encounter.
When I received the call that he had arrived at the registration desk, I trudged the LONG length of the convention floor and up two flights to meet him.
I could tell who he was right away, wearing a US Team track suit and the presence of a champion. After I shook his hand and welcomed him, he said, “Lead the way…” and at that point he whipped out his cane to ensure the walk would be stumble free.
Because he carried himself with such confidence and had such physical beauty, it was almost a disconnect to see him walking with a cane. Or when seated at the autograph table, for him to put his cell phone one inch from his face so he could tweet and invite people to come and see him at Booth #2087.
I had the chance to interview him later in the day, and he is one grateful guy. (Yes, gratitude is the bridge back to contentment, isn’t it?) Instead of grumbling about the condition that progressively stole his eyesight, he found his passion, his calling, his joy and has never looked back from pursuing his dreams.
I asked him, “How do you do it?”
Simply put, “I hear the gun and I GO.”
Boy does he go. He flies! It’s a ballet of speed and grace; a thing of beauty to watch.
He has made peace with the physical challenge he must live with but never has let it stop him from running toward his dreams.
I see a gold medal in Rio in his future. He sees it too, though not with his eyes.
And I? Found the spring in my step again, thanks to Markeith.
Here are my parting thoughts on CONTENTMENT and the unveiling of another word that embodies Markeith…
May we find our second wind this week and draw from the well of resources that are unseen (just like those extra miles available even when your tank is on E.)
Take the time to refresh your body so that it can catch up to the infinite wellspring contained in your spirit.
Have a beautiful week, everyone –