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This incident was a perfect example of that. <br>Our Championship Training for Success Class materials emphasize the idea that winners are  failsafe, that there are no losses, just lessons on the highway of life. If we can learn from our losses, their impact can be greatly reduced. One of the athletes involved in the incident demonstrated great courage and wrote the following letter to the editor in the local paper. Our hope in printing it here is that our story may help athletes in the future choose the higher road:<br> As I sit back and think of the moments in my life, I try to think of all the different things that I have accomplished. But no matter what I try to focus on, I seem to dwell on my mistakes. The biggest one is still the most painful. This is one that everyone is familiar with around our school and town. I made the decision to drink during the football season. Then, to top it off, I went to a school function right afterwards. Needless to say, I was caught and punished. The embarrassment and pain that I felt was harsh. I didn t know how to face anyone, especially my former teammates. The different things that were running through my mind are unexplainable. I let myself down, but more importantly I let down my school and my town. I lost respect from a lot of people. <br> How does one deal with something like this? I tried thinking of positive things to boost my morale, but I was unable to sooth the pain in my soul. I remember the night of the playoff game, standing outside the stadium in the pouring rain. I found myself wishing that I could go back in time to prevent my superior mess-up. People would walk by and whisper things. They didn t know, but I could hear what they were saying. These things were all true, but how could I change what I already did? As the game ended and the stands finished emptying, I walked over to the gate and stared at the field for a while. Full of hurt, I walked back to my house and went to bed. I didn t sleep at all that night, all I remember is thinking back on the season and how far the team succeeded. <br> I honestly believe that I have learned from my mistake. I have no desire for any als Dan,  It was about two in the morning during the deadlift competition, and I was sitting around in the warm-up room when Greg came up to me and asked me what I was opening with. I said I was starting light at 573 pounds, just to get a mark, and I think it almost knocked Greg down. After that we kept bumping into each other at competitions, and then I started working out at the Upper Limit Gym when it opened up. That was a great place to work out because the Utah Jazz trained there, and Greg and his BFS staff made certain they took their lifting seriously. One day when I was working out Greg asked me if I wanted to work at the gym, and I accepted. That started my relationship with BFS. <br>If there s one major struggle Dan has had as an athlete, it s with his bodyweight. In college it was as high as 272, which Dan says was pretty solid because he was lifting hard. Dan was able to lean down after college; he quit training from 1981 to 1987 to concentrate on his career. When he got back into training he allowed his bodyweight to go up again, and by 1995 he accepted the fact that he was fat and had to do something about it. <br>To get lean, Dan went on a low-carb, high-protein diet. Dan s description of a good breakfast:  meat, eggs and other stuff. A bad breakfast: not meat, eggs, and other stuff. In a few months he dropped 50 pounds.  It s funny, I got down to 206, and I found that I could throw the discus just as far as I did when I was heavier  and my injuries disappeared. <br><br>The State of the Sport<br><br>Although Dan says the US stil*QC晁m7?!L iBָVQ*dgm9v0bzxA+gF+i/PQ:y$~9G* lxcQVoj rDRG[u:e|eYmf8Nj3ܬK=qۋ==쌮0sU$CIIO *pتinBdz$i+f(h?Xn(xKPxGMP sj0Ƀt$&uclMTƦPUb66Vb>*#*Hi֮]MԪ|w<-l|G\Dq&]H]ԏvןOkz5s{nU ):At2㪰