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So many times I hear people lament their ability to lead or influence because theyโ€™re โ€œjustโ€ a team memberโ€”not the manager or designated leader.

Whenever I hear that, my mind goes back to 2017, when my eldest son and I trekked Philmont with his Scout troop. I was one of three non-leader adult advisors accompanying the designated Crew Leader. For the most part, we were just along for the hike.

Unintentionally, I became the First Aid officerโ€”mostly dealing with blisters and hot spots. Maybe some of my wifeโ€™s veterinary skills rubbed off on me. Outside of that, and my occasional โ€œletโ€™s get movingโ€ nudges, we adults did little to influence the group of eight teenage Scouts.

That changed on the day we summited Baldy Mountain.

If youโ€™ve taken the southern approach, you know itโ€™s a challenge. The final stretch is covered in slate-like scree that shifts underfoot, forcing many to crawl or slide their way to the summit. Add in the congestion from other crews, and it becomes a test of patience and grit.

As our crew made the final push, we began to spread outโ€”really spread out. It became clear that some were struggling.

Something stirred inside me, like the old Incredible Hulk transformation we Gen Xโ€™ers remember from Saturday nights on CBS. I found a reserve of energy and agility, making multiple trips up and down the scree to support our crew. Iโ€™d mastered the slide-walk on the loose rock, offering encouragement and support to anyone faltering.

It was fascinating to watch. Some of the most athletic struggled, while others who were less fit, like me, found their stride. Regardless of fitness or title, I stepped up. I encouraged, I pulled, and I helped move us forward.

What stands out to me now is that I wasn't the designated leader. I had no official authorityโ€”only presence, age, and a willingness to act. I had no "right" to take charge, but I did it anyway.

Because when the trail gets steep and the footing turns loose, leadership doesnโ€™t always wear a title. Sometimes itโ€™s just someone who refuses to look around and say, โ€œthatโ€™s not my job.โ€ When the team starts to falter, itโ€™s the ones who step forwardโ€”without being askedโ€”who help everyone reach the top.

So Iโ€™ll ask:

When was the last time you ignored the job description and did what needed to be done anyway?

And what happened because you did?

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