The ones no one else can see.
The ones that mean everything.
The reward of a thing well done is to have done it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Some wins come with a ribbon.
Others stay with you in ways a ribbon never could.
On August 7th, it will be one year since I got shingles.
This anniversary has been on my mind a lot lately; not just because of the physical pain I went through then, but because of everything that came after. The recovery. The fatigue. The chronic pain. The frustration. The slow road back. And the way I’ve had to rebuild my relationship with my body, my brain, and this sport.
So much of that work has been invisible.
And yet, it’s shaped everything.
Today’s reflection is about how there’s a quiet kind of satisfaction in knowing you did something well, even if it doesn’t show up on a scoreboard, and even if no one else fully understands what it took to get there.
Sport psychology often talks about motivation in terms of intrinsic versus extrinsic.
Intrinsic motivation comes from within; doing something because it’s enjoyable or satisfying in itself. Extrinsic motivation, on the other hand, is often framed as doing something to earn a reward or avoid a consequence.
But this dichotomy doesn’t always capture how motivation actually works.
Another perspective, supported by the reward-learning framework, suggests that what drives us isn’t just about where motivation comes from (inside or out), but how we learn to value different kinds of experiences. That means that win or lose, a run can carry deep personal meaning… not for the outcome, but for what it represents: trust, growth, even the satisfaction of overcoming a challenge.
And in agility, those moments matter.
Because you can do everything right. Step to the line with confidence. Trust your plan. Give your dog the best cues of your life. And you can still walk away without a Q. That’s the nature of this sport. So much is outside your control. And if success is only defined by outcomes, it’s easy to lose sight of the why.
Getting shingles last summer knocked me flat. The initial symptoms eventually passed, but I’ve been living with post-herpetic neuralgia (PHN) ever since. PHN is chronic nerve pain that comes and goes, and is mostly invisible to everyone else. It’s messed with my sleep, my energy, and sometimes, my ability to think clearly. On the outside, I might look “fine.” But on the inside, I’m still managing pain, fatigue, and just trying to string coherent thoughts together.
Training and competing through that has been hard. I lost fitness. I lost timing. My confidence took a hit. It’s been a long, quiet rebuild, with more setbacks than breakthroughs. And it’s not over yet.
But during a Speedstakes run at a recent trial, something finally shifted. The course was fast and flowy, but also pretty technical. Walking it, I realized I was the only one planning to handle it a certain way. That made me pause. But I knew our strengths. I knew what we’d been working on. And I trusted my plan.
When it was our turn, we stepped to the line, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like myself again. I was clear, focused, and fast enough to get where I needed to be (most of the time). I used all the right words (only occasionally squealing). B responded with power. And together, we found that flow we’ve been chasing for months.
Yes, the run earned a ribbon. But what stayed with me was something deeper.
What mattered most was everything behind that moment:
All the work no one saw.
Persevering through all the runs that didn’t come together.
Not quitting when I was tired, in pain, or just hoping to feel capable again.
That run was a reward. Not because it was perfect (it wasn’t), and not because of where we landed on the results sheet. But because I knew exactly what it took to get there.
Not every meaningful moment comes with a ribbon. Not every ribbon tells the whole story.
But the truth is this: you don’t need a podium to validate progress.
And the wins that matter most might just be the ones that no one else can see.
That counts.
So if you’re showing up through something hard…
If you’re rebuilding, or trusting, or simply trying again…
If you felt a shift in the ring that no one else noticed, but you did?
That counts.
And even if things are going smoothly…
If you ran with intention, made a brave choice, or stayed connected the whole way through…
If you walked off the course feeling proud of what you did together?
That counts too.
Intrinsic wins are real wins.
And sometimes, they’re the ones that mean everything.
(This is the Speedstakes run I wrote about. It isn’t perfect. But for me, it represents progress, trust, and joy… and that’s why it means everything. 💛🐾)


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