People have told me in the past that I'm very competitive. When I play board games, for example, my competitive juices (apparently) get the best of me sometimes. I never believed it.
A few days before Christmas I played a tennis match and lost, and it affected me for days. It was a match that I "should have" won, but didn't. I was up 4-1 in the first set, and lost 5-7, 1-6. It made me so angry I could barely concentrate for the rest of the weekend.
Then in early January I played a match that I should have lost, but won: 2-6, 6-1, 10-7 (tiebreaker). I won it by sheer willpower. I psyched myself into thinking that I was back on track.
The mind is so easily deceived...
Today my world came crashing down on me again. I lost 6-3, 4-6, 8-10. It was a monumental choke.
And now I'll be miserable again for another week.
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