I hate it when a guy starts playing the "I'm always right" game.
Especially in the gym, during an argument, during a card game, or even when we're just joking.
You know that phrase: "Oh, come on, I was just kidding" after he's genuinely offended?
That's a 100-point loss.
But when a man can lose gracefully, that's just wow.
He smiles, shrugs, says, "Well, you're cool, I admit," and moves on.
No whining. No "let's have a rematch." No trying to prove all evening that he's still better.
Because a truly strong man knows:
his value isn't in always winning.
His value is in being himself, even after defeat. And it works on some kind of primal level.
When you see that he can lose and not break, not shrink, not start retaliating, or sulk…
You suddenly understand: this person isn't afraid to be vulnerable.
Which means he's truly strong.
So if you want to impress me, don't always win.
Just lose in a way that makes me think, "Damn, what a man!" 😏
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