I have read more than my fair share of sporting biographies over the years. Generally men and women who won plenty in their careers, speaking in various degrees of candour about on and off-field events.
Stories of famous comebacks and heartbreaking defeats. Of drowning your sorrows and of crazy celebrations.
And it’s in the field of celebration that today’s blog is rooted. Because when you win you can either spend time with the people who won with you or the people who will slap you on the back and buy you a drink because you won.
Sure you can do both, but it’s a distinction worth thinking about.
Celebrate or be celebrated. Joy or status. You pick.
Thanks to poet Lucille Clifton for the thought and to James Clear for unearthing it and bringing it to my attention today.