There are different ways of winning or loosing…someone said: It's not whether you get knocked down; it's whether you get up…In my childhood I disliked personal competitions. I felt bad either way I’d win or lose, either for me or for those who happened to be on a looser side, so I preferred to be a part of a team. Little coward, selfishly caring of personal feelings more then of the victory itself. Don’t feel bad about it, though. Some born to be a winner, others – to be one in the crowd of the followers…as I grew older, facing more personal challenges, it was necessary to learn to deal with being on the either side of the results…Being on a winning side for me means being certain that whatever I did, I did all I could and if I still to lose, then it was something beyond my control…sometimes loosing hurts, sometimes it gives an insight of what was wrong and some times it gives perspective of another way to get results. I forgot when was last time I didn’t get over being a looser in a game and nurtured ouch for too long…it seems that with each time I’m able to pick myself up sooner then previous time. Doesn’t mean that it hurts less, just that I’m getting stronger. It is good, it feels good, I’m pleased with myself, so that I even blow my own trumpet [*insert sound of trumpet here*]