 So the goal was to be the first one at breakfast. So I set my alarm, I make sure I'm up by sunrise, I get out of bed, I put on my gear and I head downstairs, but when I get there, Kobe's already there with ice packs on his knees. Drenched in sweat. Now it took me a minute to figure it out, but this guy wasn't only awake before me. He had already worked out. He had just played in the finals days earlier, meanwhile. I'd been off for months and I was still exhausted. What he had done that morning was incomprehensible to me. That dedication he had only days after falling short of an NBA championship. That taught me some I've never forgotten. Legends aren't defined by their successes. They're defined by how they bounce back from their failures.