young gould.
my hero is lance armstrong. despite the odds, he kept popping up. and, he has no fear. i think it is taking risks that get people farther, but many are too scared of what the opposition will do. instead of worrying about the opposition - he just leaves them in the dust.
i don't think everything in life is a race. and, i do think we should help others around us - but, there's a time to just take care of urself too. too keep technique up. to shut out the sound and noise - and the little voice that says - ur striving with the wind - and hear encouraging things 'u can do it.' the only thing left for people who quit is to die.
my other hero is george washington. living here near valley forge, it is a constant reminder of a couple of **winters where the guys routinely froze 10 at a time. george washington, instead of going home (as he easily could have) stayed through each winter and did his best to give moral support. i liked him riding out on his horse between the british and the rebels, and risking being shot 1000 times, too. it was a death defying moment.
i would say there are many women on my list too, since i'm a woman. my own general physician is one of my heros. she cares about her patients beyond the doctor visit and calls over a weekend if a patient is having troubles of any kind. she goes past the point of duty. my mom is one of my heros, too. and, step-dad. it seems like when u are a child - u don't see the effort. but, then when u grow up - u realize enormous effort goes into taking care of children and making sure they're safe and needs (emotional and physical) are taken care of.
helene grimaud isn't a bad hero - either. she's so slight - but very capable. all my piano teachers are my heros. and, my husband is my hero definately. he is like a rock.