The competitors eagerly waited to have a go at the enormous stack. When the competition started, all of the lumberjacks were feverishly splitting logs. One man in particular held a blistering pace and maintained a comfortable lead.
About 50 minutes into the competition, the man with the strong lead stopped, grabbed his axe and walked into the woodshed which served as a makeshift locker room. The other competitors were a little surprised that he needed a break, but they continued to strike away and reduce that lead. Some even caught up to him.
Ten minutes later, the man returned and started splitting logs again, using the same pace and extending his lead once again. Like clockwork, at 50 minutes pas the hour, he took his axe and returned to the woodshed. The other competitors were too concerned with catching up that they never even bothered to wonder why he went into the woodshed for 10 minutes of every hour.
The fascinating thing about this individual was not just the pace he kept but the fact that how much power he used and the ease that each log was splitting.
At the end of the competition, the man had won by a considerable margin. The one question that was on everyone's mind was:
What were you doing in the woodshed during that time?
Other competitors and spectators assumed he was taking some kind of PED, using some concentration techniques, getting a massage, something....
When asked what he did during that time, the lumberjack answered very calmly:
I was sharpening my axe.