Earlier this
year while on holidays with friends I had my first taste of
geocaching....searching for “treasures” that other folks had hid along trails,
in parks, even right downtown. There are caches hid all over the world and
thousands of folks spend their time using some form of GPS to find them. I had
first heard about geocaching from my children who used the GPS on their phones
to go and find a few local ones in the town where they lived. I thought it
would be fun but had no idea how to do it. Then on holidays my friends were
given a handheld Garmin GPS and the fun began.
Now my first
week of being home I must say I became totally engrossed in heading out and
finding as many as I could, mainly because my competitive nature had kicked in
and I wanted to find more than my friends did. I was totally obsessed with it going out every single day for two to three hours at a time. However, my friends went out together - there were two of them
and only one of me. I reached the point where I actually was angry at the fact
of doing this alone and lost any sense of hope of finding more than they did.
The joy of geocaching had disappeared because of my competitiveness and my
anger. However, after talking it over I quickly got back on track and continued
on and I continue to search for caches every weekend that I am free. The joy of
it returned and it once again became fun.
My tiniest geo cache find |
Obsessed and Determined geocacher (could be me) |
For over a
year now I have been working out at a gym and wearing a device
that monitors your activity. You wear it on your waist and get points for
movement. These you can download into the gym’s site and see where you rank
with others. Now at first it was interesting to see where I fit in with my
friends and others at the gym. Over time though I used it to monitor my own
activity and set my own goals. My friends didn’t always wear theirs so there really
was no competition until “the challenge”. One of my friends challenged me with
a prize to the winner. Well once again, within the first week I was angry over
not having the time to get these points, and my friend felt we should end the
competition. I however continued to compete and became obsessed with being out
walking, running etc. It really was ridiculous and not much fun most of the
time. Eventually I let go and prepared myself to lose. Once I did that the joy
of exercise came back to me. However both of us have noticed how driven we are
to get more points. I am doing way more exercise than I would have before. My
body aches from climbing hills and running more than my knees want me to.
Competitions
are they good or are they harmful? Are we all so competitive that we push
ourselves beyond what we should do and take the fun out of something we usually
love. It has been fun this month checking the points site and doing ridiculous
things (like running around my livingroom) to stay in first place but when I look back at it I am not so sure it is
physically healthy nor healthy for our friendship. I think it brings out the
worst in my personality and has me doing more than my body wants to. Yet it has been great getting outdoors more and exercising and it has given us both some laughs. Between these two competitive outdoor adventures I have explored areas I never would have known about, seen new and beautiful parts of creation and had such good times out in the woods.
Maybe
entering in races, competing in community events is a good way to challenge oneself to reach new levels. However I no longer believe that competitions between friends are ideal.
I truly wish I wasn’t so competitive but it seems to be part of who I am. Am I
still going to try and win the competition with my friend?
You bet I am...only because I have no self control (and I don’t
think my friend does either :) Come this Friday one of us will be #1 and the other #2 but we will both be winners. We will have had new adventures, reached new personal goals and learned from the experience but most importantly had lots of laughs, it's a win, win for us all.