Unfortunately, or fortunately, my age rules out that I shall ever be the best of, or at, anything.
And, my bad, once I determined that fact, it became easier for me to try things I wouldn't have in those earlier years. I found freedom to attempt any activity without a need to gain proficiency beyond my localized interest.
To the best of my ability or to the best of my desire is enough for me to take on now and while I can be a hard taskmaster, sometimes I shrug and move on.
Competitive? No. I hope I haven't missed something...
Winning? Now that's another story. Each week I purchase a PowerBall ticket.
Manipulated digital photo by Sue
Prompt from Sunday Scribblings
poems and digital photos