In Your Corner

There's something infectious about watching someone chase their dreams.

It sends a shock through my system,

Fires me up,

Makes me want to face what I've been avoiding for so long.

I can't put a finger on it.

Maybe it's the raw energy, the relentless drive, that consistency.

Whatever it is, I'm all on it now.

I'll be your loudest cheerleader, strongest supporter, biggest believer.

But I wasn't always this way.

I used to compete in the worst way:

Jealous of every step you take,

Waiting for you to quit,

Making your failures my excuses.

What a waste.

I finally got it.

Success, like most things in life, is not a zero-sum game.

Your win doesn't threaten me, shrink me, define me.

There's room at the top for all of us.

That dream you're after.

It's brutal, crushing, unforgiving.

Demands more than you can give alone.

You need people in your corner:

Believing in you when you doubt,

Pushing you past your limits,

Lifting you up when you fall.

Your peloton, your tribe, your support system.

Be that cheerleader.

Celebrate their wins like yours.

Mean it when you do.

When your moment comes,

When you're in the fight,

When doubt creeps in,

They'll rush to your corner.

Their success isn't your threat.

It's your spark.

Now go light your own fire.

And bring us with you.