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Scrappers

Some people just have more of it and you can see it. They have this fight, this fire inside that glows just a bit brighter than the person next to them.

They may not be the biggest or the tallest or the person you notice first when you walk into a room, but they’re the people you’re still thinking about long after they’ve left.

Scrappers. Fighters. The never-say-die folks.

The people who would really rather bleed than quit. The ones with fire in their eyes as soon as their feet hit the floor in the morning. The folks who grab each day and smash through it like every single breath was their last.

You know these folks.

You grab them for a team workout whenever you can. They may not be the strongest or the most talented, but you want them on your side because you know they’re never going to quit, and they’re not going to let you quit or ease up for more than a second to catch your breath. It’s not just that they want to win, but that they simply can’t live with less than 100% effort.

They piss you off sometimes.

On days that you don’t feel so good, you look over and still they’re going hard: fighting, struggling, clawing to keep going. Why can’t they just stop being so intense? Ease up. Allow the rest of us a chance to relax too. Give everybody some more Sitting on Your Ass time.

That’s exactly why you like them too.

Because they won’t stop. They can’t stop. Ask them to dial down the intensity and you might as well ask them to stop breathing. They’ve been scrapping all their life and they’ve got to keep pushing. It’s the only way they know how to live. And, somehow, just by pushing harder, they make you want to push harder too.

So here’s to the scrappers: people who make us all better just by being there.

Thank you.