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The difference between courageous and crazy is often
The difference between
courageous and crazy is often
Bởi:
Joe Tye
“Unless you are willing to take risks, you will suffer paralyzing inhibitions, and you
will never do what you are capable of doing. Mistakes – missteps – are necessary for
actualizing your vision, and necessary steps toward success.”
Warren Bennis: On Becoming a Leader
I had my nose broken twice when I was in high school. The first time was when the
school bully – who was quite a bit bigger and stronger than me – challenged me to a
fight. When we got to the alley after school, there was already a crowd waiting for the
spectacle – including some of the prettiest girls in the school. I had psyched myself up
– it was going to be Rocky versus Apollo Creed, the Wild Hogs taking on the outlaw
motorcycle gang. Of course scenes like that usually only happen in the movies. I never
saw the hard straight right that connected with the tip of my nose, but was later told that
it made a memorable sound.
Two years later I was working out at the gym of the military base where my Dad was
stationed. I’d gotten pretty good at working the speed bag. If you’re not familiar with
how such things work, you hit them but they don’t hit back. I’d gotten sufficiently
proficient that I thought I was ready for something that would. I should have known it
was a mistake when the midshipman I entered the ring with was wearing real boxing
shorts instead of the high school issue grey gym shorts I had on. This time it was a stiff
left jab that did the trick on my nose. (A left jab! Can you imagine the humiliation of
being knocked out by a left jab? It was only later than I learned my “sparring partner”
was the base welterweight boxing champ that year.)
Before each fight I had people comment on how courageous I was, but in retrospect I
was crazy to have accepted either challenge (the word stupid also comes to mind).
After graduation from the Stanford business school in 1985, most of my classmates
when on to lucrative careers in business, consulting, and banking. With no money in