Daily prompt: What activity, task, or game most brings out your competitive streak?
Simple, and glaringly obvious to me what the answer is: people telling me I can’t!
I was never a tomboy, but I think it started when my husband started dating me, right at the beginning of our relationship. He had a motorbike, and I actually quite liked it. But women don’t do that. So I went and did the bike lessons , was half way through them before I told anyone, even him. Women don’t ride bikes, so that’s why I did. A Daytona 955i no less! I sold to to afford my or should I say OUR first trip to a world championships.
Then I reflected on it and realised that actually the first step down this road took place on the rugby pitch.
I was rugby player, actually a bad one! On the first game of my second season I tore my cruciate ligament, and was persuaded to take up refereeing. Why not, women didn’t do that. I fought sexism, ageism and managed to achieve a high standard as a referee, once I got past the ‘oh are you the ball girl’ style comments! One of my last games a Women’s international friendly, where I was part of the first ever all female team of three to be appointed to an international game. But it’s ok, women don’t do that! 😉
So I took up triathlon. It’s ok, women DO do that, but not one who has never learned to swim and hadn’t ridden a bike since she was a kid, oh, not to mention one that was overweight (until rugby that is) and never did any exercise.
I have met many people who have competed on team GB, but people who have been obese, done no exercise till adulthood, THEN competed on team GB are few and far between. When that first person suggested I try for the team, the seed was planted. That was enough for me!
I saw an excellent quote on twitter the other day, which sums it up beautifully.
I do it because I can. I can because I want to. I want to because you said I couldn’t. (Anon)