Competition

I look at Michael Jordan – and I wonder…was there ever a time when he felt like the competition was above his head – even though it wasn’t. I think to scriptures with the purpose of communicating to you something along the lines of “God will never put you in above your head”. I wonder if those scriptures were written to quell the fumes of self-doubt…what does the doubt do for you? Does it drive you to strengthen yourself? Is the promise of competition and its’ attendant possibility of losing behind the scourge of greed? Power politics? I wonder. Are you supposed to enjoy competition? How can I enjoy competition? I must learn to enjoy competition. I hate losing…and although I don’t react to it as viscerally as I used to – I definitely HATE losing. It just eats away at me inside…maybe that’s why competition is so off-putting in the first place. Perhaps that’s why this election feels like its’ such a do-or-die thing. I’m going to have to impress the board flat out during the next MSEC meeting. I’m going to have to be on-fire and on top of things. I’m going to have to paint Paul as flat out incompetent compared to me. Flat out…I’m going to have to smoke Paul…It’s too bad it’s true – I’d love to build an ally and friend and colleague in Paul, but I somehow don’t think he is as concerned with me…oh yeah- I like sushi too…