Or how about the mental struggle of something so stupid as wether or not you should put your fleece on now or later. Its 5am, you just got set up in your climber. You're a slight bit warm but not sweating, comfortable. Your pullover is jammed between the seat and the tree just mocking you. "You're hot now but as soon as that sun starts to come up you're gonna freeze like a little girl". You fight it, telling yourself its not gonna get that cold, all the while knowing deep down the fleece is right. Finally you've had enough, you're shivering like vibrator, you look around to make sure there are no deer in the area, and begin the process. Finally you have it on, defeated you sit back down only to see a couple of white fingers wagging at you in the distance. Am I the only one??