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“Losing ... really does say something about who you are. Among other things it measures are: do you blame others, or do you own the loss? Do you analyze your failure, or just complain about bad luck? If you're willing to examine failure, and to look not just at your outward physical performance, but your internal workings, too, losing can be valuable. How you behave in those moments can perhaps be more self-defining than winning could ever be. Sometimes losing shows you for who you really are.”

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Lance Armstrong

Lance Armstrong, born on September 18, 1971, is a renowned professional road racing cyclist. He is best known for his exceptional achievements in the professional cycling circuit, particularly his seven consecutive victories in the Tour de France. Armstrong's career was marked by challenges and controversies, and his victory over cancer also made him an inspirational figure. more

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