Peer Pressure... » Bob's Blahg

I remember when I was young and how sometimes my mouth would override my abilities. I was taken down memory lane here recently when I watched as my grandson told a lovely little girl how he could make it across the monkey bars.

He had not taken in to account his physical limitations as he had already traversed the bars several times before. But THIS time would be the one to impress the ladies. The trip that counted. The one that mattered as it would win hearts.

I was there to photograph the event and I knew what he was feeling (by the look on his face) as his arms began to give out while his friend looked on.

He quietly asked for help getting down, however, he was not embarrassed at all. He simply explained that he had done it so many times that he was tired but would be back to show the little girl he could do it once the cramps left his arms.

When you’re tired, keep going. If you fail, try again. But do it for yourself – she’ll still like you weather you make it across the monkey bars or not.

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Peace, Love, and I Can Do That,