I had a dream I was racing someone uphill riding a bicycle. Looking over at my competition, I noticed them cruising up the hill, leaving me behind.
I looked at the person's bike to see if they had a leaner, meaner, more efficient ride.
Nope, we were riding the exact same bicycle.
I looked at the person's outfit to see if they dressed in a way that might help propel them forward.
Surprisingly, we were wearing the same clothes.
I finally paid attention to my own situation, looking down at my bike.
It turns out I was in a much higher gear than the other person; I was working harder while traveling less ground. Nothing about my competitor's situation directly impacted my situation.
I brought my attention inward, and upon shifting to a lower gear, I began cruising up the hill. Thoughts of competition left my mind as I focused on my ascension.
As I looked at my competitor one final time before reaching our summit, I suddenly recognized them as a friend. We were never competitors to begin with.
One of us reaching the peak first didn't exclude the other from the same accomplishment.
So we both finished the race.