The other day, I received an excited call at work from my six-year old son, Hayden.

“I won a race at school Dad!”  he said.

“That’s great, mate,” I responded.

“Yep, the girls got a head start and I was behind a few boys, then I struggled with my brain and started to pass a few of them and went on to win.”

I couldn’t have been prouder.

Not because he won the race, but because he won the battle of the mind.

He could have given up, he could have used the girls’ head start as an excuse, he could have just ambled along, but he struggled with his brain and won.

When Karen asked him who taught him that he simply replied, “That’s what winners do.”

He’s right.

Winners don’t make excuses, they don’t take the soft option and they do their best to overcome the messages that their minds send them to give up and accept second best.

I couldn’t be prouder!

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