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Wellness Wednesday for December 20, 2023

The Wednesday Wellness threads are meant to encourage users to ask for and provide advice and motivation to improve their lives. It isn't intended as a 'containment thread' and any content which could go here could instead be posted in its own thread. You could post:

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I am naturally very competitive, so I don't have much advice for changing your base level of competitiveness, but I have sharply improved my acceptance and happiness in defeat. When I was young, I really, really, really hated losing. Intensely. To the point where losing would make me angry, make me lash out verbally in stupid and unpleasant ways. I'm mainly thinking of basketball, where I'm lucky that I never got punched in the face on the court for not knowing when to just shut up and take the L. Nonetheless, it was bad enough that I find it outright embarrassing in retrospect. Not in the, "who cares, it's just a game" sense, because games matter, and being passionate about them is good, but because taking an L with some grace is an admirable trait in and of itself.

Anyway, fast forward to my 20s, when I picked up endurance sports. One of the great things about running is that it's incredibly humbling. When you lose, you lose. You can't tell yourself that you should have made that jumper, or that you got fouled and it was bullshit. You're just slower, and it's obvious. Nonetheless, if you're racing against someone that's at a similar talent and training level, it's going to come down to a combination of tactics, pain tolerance, and determination. As corny as it sounds, sometimes whether you win or lose will come down to who wants it more. When you suffer that way in a race and know that the other guy did too, it changes your relationship to either winning or losing to him, because you know he went through the same thing. Whether I win or lose, I always feel a deep sense of camaraderie with the guy that I'm racing against.

Along the way, something funny happened. In learning to lose with grace and be quick with a fist bump for an opponent, I also learned to admire what someone is doing when they beat me. Maybe they paced better, maybe they had more kick, maybe they're just plain tougher. This spilled over to other things. Lose at a video game? Wow, gg, quick reflexes bro. Lose at trivia? Lol, how wild that you knew that. Lose at pool? OK, that one actually still pisses me off, but we can't be perfect.

So, my advice would be to try doing something really hard, whether winning or losing is a genuinely taxing experience that you will feel some sense of triumph for having partaken in at all.