In this post, the author discusses how his constantly changing expectations of his accomplishments can lead to unhappiness at his successes. A snippet:
“And the funny thing is that these goals seem to be more of expectations. I don't become overjoyed when I accomplish one, I just make the mental tick and move on, usually adding something else to the list instantly. Another case in point: It's been a life goal to onsight 5.13b. I guess I did that yesterday but it felt so easy that it somehow didn't count? I've tried much harder to onsight 5.12b's. Does that mean the route isn't hard? Don't ask me. Point being, I didn't feel satisfaction afterward. In fact, it's never been a goal to do 2 5.14's in a day! I somehow conjured that one up in a split second just before blowing it so that I would have something to be disappointed about! Jeez...what a head case.
All I know is that climbing has been so all encompassing for me for so long now that I've lost sight of how far I've come, the places I've seen, the trips I've been on, the satisfaction I have felt. Somehow I get lost in the moment of constantly pushing myself to do more, all the time, always better. It's pretty lame in a sense. But that desire, always nagging, has kept me healthy, alert, and alive. It's kept me from getting old!
(The video of them climbing here at Ten Sleep is a little long. The rock sure looks good. )