At the time of this post, the preparation for the 2012 Olympics is within its final hours. The countdown for the world's largest competition among international athletes will begin on July 27, 2012. The Olympics Games represent the essence of supreme competition among sports teams and individuals from countries such as; the United States, Canada, Mexico, United Arab Emirates, Iraq, Kuwait, Japan, Ethiopia, France, Tonga, Haiti, Chad, Morocco, Sudan, and Zambia (the entire list is much longer).
Competition on this level is nothing short of amazing. The time and dedication to condition one's body to perform at these levels is grounded in inspiration.
As inspiring as the Olympics are, competition can be exhausting, especially when it hits close to home. When I think about personal and intimate relationships, competition isn't a word that rings clear. However, in this lifetime, I've experienced a few personal relationships that mimicked the Olympic Games versus the courtship of comfort and ease. I once had people who I considered friends but in turn, they were nothing but competitors. They functioned in the realm of "one up" and "outshine". If I landed a new job, they went looking, if they assumed my salary was, $$$, they had to be $$$$$. One person was so deep in performance that "they" nearly sent themselves into bankruptcy trying to keep up.
There are so many places that natural competition occurs such as work and sports, but friendships do not have room for competition.
Have you ever experienced a "friend" of Olympic nature?