What a peculiar attitude: "I hate this so much that I just need to harden the fuck up and then I'll start to enjoy it." I'm a climber, too. Worked as a climbin

What a peculiar attitude: "I hate this so much that I just need to harden the fuck up and then I'll start to enjoy it." I'm a climber, too. Worked as a climbing instructor back around 2003 or so, been up and down Rainier, spent lots of solo time deep in the back-country (where "harden the fuck up" can be valuable), lots of trips to The Valley and J-Tree and other areas. For a while I taught climbing to high school and college kids, took them out to Pinnacles and other places. That attitude would have made the class, and the activity, a lot less enjoyable for them. What's it to me if some of them don't find joy in suffering? So what if they hangdog a 9 because "my arms are tired"? So long as they're having fun, and want to keep doing it, they'll get better at it. Running a business is the same. I've had a few miserable years of "harden the fuck up" while building a business. I'm still doing it, but that's because I am stupid. A more reasonable person would have realized that they could probably make more money at a 9-to-5, with paid vacation and company-sponsored comprehensive health coverage. I've gone the business route because I have to -- because ultimately I'm intolerably bored at a 9-to-5 and that eventually gets me in trouble. I'm not doing this out of some strange desire to make things really hard on myself just so that I can go around telling people to "harden the fuck up." If someone doesn't get some kind of real, visceral need fulfilled by having their own business, then they don't need to "harden the fuck up", they need to get a real job.