I should have never become a good writer and runner…

Who would have thought the two best stress reliefs I would ever have would be what I was least talented at growing up?

I was in Kindergarten when my best friend ran farther and faster than me because he drank chocolate milk.
I was in 2nd grade when my teacher told me my fiction story was too unbelievable….
My high school counselor told me I should join the army because I want smart enough to graduate college.
I was fired from a job in December and my bosses’ departing words were “ya know, running will never pay your bills.”.
It’s no wonder I grew up hating school. Of course I was terrible at sports…. My two talents were beat out of my head before I was 8 years old. My imagination was gone and my athletic destiny was shot… It’s no wonder I hated school. I often wonder why I even enjoyed playing sports.
Of all the possibilities in all the world, how did I get where I am today?
I have had some people throughout my life that have believed in me. I admit, I’m a lot to take. I am a bit of a rebel. I have a tendency to come off as arrogant and cocky. I like to fail my own way before I take advice… but the people who have given me knowledge and then challenged me to succeed in a positive was have allowed me to grow my own way. Those who have told me it’s not possible have been deleted from my life with no chance for re entry.
What does this have to do with anything??!!
Great question!
Fuck ’em. That’s the point.
Who is someone else to tell you who you are and what you can’t succeed at?
Who is someone else to judge you for taking the road less traveled?
For those who have told me no. For those that have told me it’s impossible. For those that have given up on me. For those who have mocked me. For those that have tried to restrain me. For those who have told me to follow the easy road. For those who laughed at my goals and dreams….
Thank you.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Without you, I wouldn’t be the intelligent, creative, ruthless, persistent go getter I am today.
I thank my lucky stars that you created the spirit that lives within me that says I can create whatever I want if I am patiently persistent in pursuit of my goals and dreams.
To all the people who have given me the opportunities and knowledge that has gotten me where I am today, I want to reach through these words and give you the biggest thank you hug I possibly can.
“The number one reason people fail is because they listen to their friends, family, and neighbors (preachers and teachers).”
-Napoleon Hill
Don’t let a little drizzle fizzle your dreams.
Gary Stotler

Published by Gary Stotler

Gary Stotler is a father, running, fitness, weight loss and personal development addict. Formally 400 pounds, Gary has naturally lost 200 pounds, created a coaching & speaking business and has become a 100 mile ultra-runner. Holding a degree in Psychology & Sociology, certifications from the National Academy of Sports Medicine as a personal trainer, mindset & behavioral modification coaching, a certification in DISC personality assessment coaching and he is a certified speaker, coach & mentor with the John Maxwell Team. Gary firmly believes, if we take One Step at a Time, nothing is impossible. He is determined to let his actions show people what is possible and hopes to help you shake up your thoughts, change your actions and create your future.

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  1. Tremendous post. Thanks for sharing more of your story and journey. We all have our own path to forge and you are right, we must be careful who we listen to and how much credence we give their thoughts and opinions.

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