Defeat

For all those people who have ever told you to be proud of yourself because you did awesome and deserved the victory and are a winner in their hearts - tell them to shut up. Second is just first in a long line of people who lost.

Perhaps the good that comes of this is that I'm now hungrier than I was before. The chip on my shoulder has suddenly become a tree (or a potato, depending on which context of chip on the shoulder you are more partial to.)

Let's get to work.