Here's the catch. I never drop out of tournaments! I guess part of it is me being a Taurus, so naturally I'm stubborn, but another part of it is my determination to play my way out of a slump. Yet, the last game, my tournament came crashing down with a thud. I didn't even put up a fight. I made moves without calculating, a sign of my lackadaisical play. By the end of the tournament, I was near the bottom of the crosstable, and my rating had gone down nearly 30 points!
It was only until the next day when I talked to my dad about the night before. I was in a better mood (it was my birthday!!!) and was willing to talk about what went wrong. Chess players often have short memories, relishing their wins and forgetting their losses. He told me, "If you were playing that badly, why did you continue? You're too stubborn and you paid for it. Know when to walk away son." (I think that was word for word what he said)
I think his words aren't just important in chess, but in life. Sometimes, people need to know when something is not meant to be, and when to walk away. Walking away doesn't mean leaving something forever, it just means taking a break every now and then is ok. I'm not saying I'm gonna drop out every time things aren't going my way, but if I'm smart, I think I'll figure out when I can or can't push the envelope.
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