Last week I played the best basketball game of my life. Everything was working. I was getting steals, making baskets and finding open teammates.
I ran myself silly and was ready to call it a day. Then, one of the best players in the gym asked me to join his team for the next game.
So here I was, exhausted and ready to leave, yet, I’d just been initiated into some quasi-important basketball sphere. I chose to stay and play.
I chose wrong.
The next game was an embarrassment. I was too tired and it showed. Nothing worked. I lost the ball, missed every shot and we lost.
I left the gym feeling like I just played some of my worst basketball in years.
I should have set my own boundary, but instead I let someone change my mind.
Know when to quit. Draw your line and don’t let someone convince you otherwise.