Frisbee has always been a fun, laid-back game for me, but there was one match that shifted my perspective. It was a casual afternoon with friends, and I was having an off day. Every throw seemed to veer off course, and I could feel the frustration building.
Then, in the middle of a chaotic game, I launched a throw—expecting it to miss as usual. But this time, it soared perfectly into my teammate's hands. For a brief moment, everything clicked. It wasn’t about the throws I missed, it was about how I kept trying, how I stayed engaged despite the mistakes.
That game reminded me that persistence is often more important than perfection, and sometimes you need to let go of expectations to truly enjoy the moment.
Have you ever had a game where persistence was more important than the win?