To get this thread a bit back on track - sorry, my bad!

There's a short yet pretty steep hill near where I live. It took me weeks -- weeks, I tell ya! -- of attempts before I finally reached what I thought was the top. But once I reached the top, much to my dismay, I realized there was still more to it. auuugh!

I named that stinker "nemesis".

Nowadays I have no trouble at all climbing it, and I even do repeats of it when the mood strikes. Pity the poor squirrel that gets in my way heading down it.