I hope I don't sound like too much of a mushy after-school special here, but...
For a lot of competitors, competing is an enjoyable thing that's done a lot of good for us. I'm not talking about financially. I'm not saying "oh, I compete and now I'm going to be on the cover of Oxygen and be rich rich rich." But me, I was NEVER athletic, and I NEVER had a body I could be proud of. I kicked ass in school, I've done okay with my snotty artistic endeavors, and I've been told my writing is enjoyable to read, but I was young, antisocial, and depressed because of how shitty I looked and how shitty I felt. When I finally started exercising, I LIKED it, and when I met a figure competitor for the first time (Alicia Marie, for the record. My fat ass worked in the corporate office, and she taught a class. My eternal girlcrush...), I thought, "HOLY FUCK! She is smart, well spoken, kind of a nerd, AND STRONG AND BEAUTIFUL." I was there when she and Alicia Harris won their pro cards, and I remember my mind being absolutely BLOWN. Deciding to compete gave me something to work toward just like my runner friends had the marathon and my dorky ass martial arts friends had their muay thai fights. I know bodybuilding is not really a sport, but I'm not really an athlete, so IT FITS.
Anyway, the elusive IFBB pro card to me, has always represented a PERSONAL milestone, and I think it's that way for a good number of current competitors. We don't all have grandiose (and MISGUIDED) ideas that the pro card is going to somehow change our lives or make us wildly popular and successful. But what it DOES represent, for me anyway, is proof that I can not only do pretty much whatever the fuck I want, but there's the chance that I could be better at it than I ever dreamed. It represents the dissatisfaction I once felt, and is a tangible marker for how much things have changed. Looking decent is not a hobby that will solve ALL of my problems, but it solved ONE.
Sorry to get sappy on you guys. It won't happen again.