In lieu of racing, I find new challenges to beat myself into a pulp #holdmybeer

It should come as no surprise that I like challenges and I see them as sort of bet. As in, I bet you can't ... <fill in the blank>. And I'm like ... "Hold my beer and watch this" (except the beer part because I really don't drink beer). When I decide to take on these adventures I don't like to broadcast it all that much. Why? Failure. For me, failure is really not an option and the simple thought of failing is fuel for me to push forward but failure does happen. It happens to all of use. Perhaps I deal with failure in a less than desirable manner than some (or most), so when it does happen I prefer myself to be the only one to have to deal with the aftermath. I struggle with, while kind in intention, the statements from those that knew of the adventure that I had planned. I take everything very personally, so the fewer people that know of my failures the better it is for me. I had seen a post on FaceBook as I mindlessly browsed one evening (been...