Motivation

Through all the years of being in the sport of climbing and being a competitor, I have recently reflected on what truly motivates me to climb. Is it really the joy of getting out there amongst the whispering maple trees, basking in the warm sunshine of Tonsai beach, hanging out with the bouldering posse in the Buttermilks at the foothills of the Sierra Nevada that truly motivates? Or am I a hypocritical worldly being motivated by the adoration of my peers, the disgrace of my enemies and the self-affirmation that comes from SENDING?