I was hypercompetitive in high school, doing all sorts of extracurricular activities. They weren't anything particularly cool, I'm afraid (I was big into Latin - and I don't mean the dancing, for example), but I really enjoyed them. It always struck me as a bit sad that once I graduated, I no longer seemed to have the opportunity for that sort of thing. Now, like a sizeable portion of the guys out there, I first tried ballroom as a way to meet people. And by "people", I mean "women". That didn't work out terribly well, except in the sense that I have many good, female friends who I've met through dancing. But the competition itself has been a big part of what's kept me going. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the dancing in and of itself. The performance aspect is also good for me and something I get a good bit out of. But I don't have to compete for that. In short, I compete because I like to compete. It is it's own goal. I'll add that as much as I like to win, the actual results aren't really the point. I get grumpy about super-lightly and uncontested heats, even when that means I'm guaranteed shiny medals or scholarship checks. The competition itself is what draws me in.