I can remember the lowest point in my life. I’m not
sure if I can remember the highest, but definitely the lowest. It’s like they say in the movie Rounders . . .
“In Confessions of a Winning Poker Player, Jack King said, “Few players recall big pots they have won, strange as it seems, but every player can remember with remarkable accuracy the outstanding tough beats of his career.” It seems true to me, cause walking in here, I can hardly remember how I built my bankroll, but I can’t stop thinking of how I lost it.”
I’ve been poor. I’ve been cheated on. I’ve been in fights. I’ve broken bones. I’ve been depressed. It’s quite evident what has gotten me here, and it’s not a single moment I can remember. I’m still not rich; I still have quite a ways to go to be successful (so far), but the common denominator has been the “St. Barnard” in my avalanche of a melancholy life. Which are the people I surrounded myself with.
They say that you need to keep your inner circle small, because if it gets too big, there’s more room for viruses.
That’s bullshit. Who’s saying that you can’t scrounge up a million friends that would drop everything to pick you up on the side of the road if you need to? Why do you only have to have a handful of those?
Does that small group of best friends get mad if you have other friends? Or is the person who came up with that ridiculous quote just mad because they lost a friend that may be irreplaceable. Regardless, load up on friends. There’s a criteria though, and it’s quite important:
The best friends I have ever met are the one’s that I have shared blood, sweat, and tears with. The flakiest of friends I’ve had are the ones that I’ve shared beers with. This may be a coincidence, but there’s just something spectacular about working hard towards a goal together that isn’t getting drunk.
That may explain why most of my friends are workout buddies, clients, and kickball teammates.
Here are 4 things you should realize about choosing your inner circle; AND being a stellar friend yourself:
1.) Do they celebrate your successes? What friend wouldn’t be happy for you on a job promotion or a bench-mark weight loss? Genuine friendship is about celebrating the good and overcoming the bad. Murky friendships ignore your fate and focus on how much you celebrate theirs.
2.) Are they loyal?
“Oh man. Did you see so-and-sos post about their diet? What a show off right?”
Bad friend: “Haha yeah. It bothers me when they do that. Not everyone wants to see that.”
Good friend: “F**k off.”
The best of friends stick up for you. They protect you. Most importantly, they show it. No knife is going in your back with friends like that.
3.) There are only two sides to a friendship. It’s not this side or that side.
It’s inside or outside.
A stand out friend won’t pick sides and try to convert others to that side. A good friend is all about suffering with you. Cliques are possibly the worst things you can do for friendships.
So what if you hang out with kickball friend’s one weekend, and Jungle Gym friends the other weekend? Real friends understand this. You aren’t loyal to a group of people. You are loyal to friend’s who understand you can’t be is 9 places at once.
If that’s the case, then they can choose what side they want to be on, inside of your friend zone or outside of your friend zone. I’ll tell you what. It’s a hell of a lot more fun and less worries in the friend zone.
4.) You know that old friend of yours that will say, “I hate drama. I’m not in high school anymore.”
Here’s some news for them. Drama gets worse after high school, only if you allow it to though.
If you’re afraid to confront or help a friend with something you don’t agree with, then that’s a high school attitude. True friends not only tell you about the booger in your nose, but they’ll gladly pick it for you if your hands are tied behind your back. True friends will also tell you to pick your own damn nose if your hands are free. That’s called tough love.
I’ve first handedly met some great friends inside of Jungle Gym. I can tell there are a lot more friends I could have too. I just haven’t gotten to know them yet. I celebrate my big circle and I’m not worried about anyone trying to jump ship either. These bloody, sweaty, and teary friends that I have have my back.
I’ve seen friendships grow to concrete in this class too. It’s amazing how a small community in Newport News, Virginia can change your life. Maybe this is the reason I wake up every morning at 4AM, I know I’ll be able to see my friends.
If you want to know more about our community in Jungle Gym, feel free to contact us on Facebook or browse around the website (www.junglegymnewportnews.com). Community is strength. Positive attitude is everything.
Ready. Set. Roar.