When I was a little guy losing was all I did. I was the worst athlete in my school. I ran the 100 yard dash in 12 minutes and played alternate right field in little-league baseball. Ever play baseball? That’s where you put your worst player and I was the alternate.
One day after studying the Olympics in class our third-grade teacher said, “It is just possible that one of you might one day win an Olympic Gold Medal. Who do you think has the best chance of winning a medal in this class?” A boy sitting next to me stood up and said, “I don’t know who has the best chance but I do know who has the WORST chance. Lanny has!” That’s when losing hurts and I was losing a lot. I made up my mind that some day I would show that kid. I had to find a sport that would take a short, slow athlete to the Olympics.
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