Instead of going to Little League games I go to masters swimming meets. Instead of teaching kids about victory and defeat, I teach Mom. Or try to. Mom's athletic career bloomed late.
Mom likes to win.
We used to race in our neighbor's pool, eagerly diving into the cool water and paddling as fast as we could to the other end. She always won and always bragged about it afterward. Finally, when I turned ten, I started beating Mom. She maintains that I was 11. Now that she's competing against women her own age she's winning again.