Brand new to the world, on a late summer day in 1971, my parents took me to a local amusement park here in Western Pennsylvania.
I was only a couple months old, my proud parents showing off their new son, my Dad was pushing me in my stroller.
We were rolling along and from the rear a voice called out, “Hey buddy, your baby fell out of his stroller!”
My Dad is great, but isn’t always exactly locked in on what he’s doing.
So, for probably all of 15-20 seconds, I was sprawling, struggling, helpless in the gravel until my Dad rescued me.
A couple years back, I decided to incorporate some bodyweight training, in particular gymnastics-style training into my regimen.
I had built up to some proficiency with weighted dips and researched how to make the movement more difficult.
Everything I read pointed to gymnastic ring dips, so I purchased a pair in an attempt to further my progress.
Attaining decent capabilities with weighted dips, I assumed that the ring dips would follow suit.
I was wrong.
My first attempts took me back to that day as a newborn, rolling in the gravel, helpless.
The whole process felt very awkward, like someone going to the gym for the first time ever.
Vowing not to stop until I figured this movement out, I persevered.
Eventually, through a lot of concentrated effort I was able to gain some proficiency with the ring dips.
Slowly, but surely the gains came.
There are always variations to make a movement more difficult.
Persistence can bring about incremental and eventually credible results.
So even if you are that baby having fallen out of the stroller, sprawled about in the gravel, make today the day that you get yourself up.
The sky is the limit!