Only By God?s Grace Have I Made

It Was Bad Enough To Have Toppled From The Olympic Heights To Make My Living Competing With Animals. But The Competition Wasn't Even Fair. No Man Could Beat A Race Horse, Not Even For 100 Yards.

The Lives Of Most Men Are Patchwork Quilts. Or At Best One Matching Outfit With A Closet And Laundry Bag Full Of Incongruous Accumulations. A Lifetime Of Training For Just Ten Seconds.

The Only Victory That Counts Is The One Over Yourself.

It Dawned On Me With Blinding Brightness. I Realized: I Had Jumped Into Another Rare Kind Of Stratosphere - One That Only A Handful Of People In Every Generation Are Lucky Enough To Know.

In The End, It's Extra Effort That Separates A Winner From Second Place. But Winning Takes A Lot More That That, Too. It Starts With Complete Command Of The Fundamentals. Then It Takes Desire, Determination, Discipline, And Self-sacrifice. And Finally, It Takes A Great Deal Of Love, Fairness And Respect For Your Fellow Man. Put All These Together, And Even If You Don't Win, How Can You Lose?