“Jeff, you’re like a dolphin out there this morning.” John was buttering me up with his Galway brogue, as is his way.
“Uh huh . . .”
“No, it’s true.” It might have been a fact that I was faster than most this morning, but I wasn’t faster than my usual self. And dolphins don’t certainly don’t flail as much as I do.
“Well, just wait until I learn some technique. Then we’ll see.” I’ve been working on improving my stroke, but I know it’s pretty sloppy and inefficient.
“Aw, stop with that false humility bullshit.”
Friends, I am not good at receiving compliments when I know I have more potential that I haven’t fully developed or used. But I’m working on it.
My thanks to you for all your kind words, even on those occasions when I don’t think I deserve them. I’m still going to hold myself to my own standard—the one based on where I perceive my limits and potential to be—but I’m trying to feel more proud of where I am and how I’m doing. It’s a journey. Thanks for coming on it with me!
So what do you prefer to dolphin? Seal? Walrus? SHARK?! (It is shark week after all).
Victoria: Otters are cute. And they eat things on their tummies.