Honestly, sometimes I feel like this guy. Exhausted.  Stretched beyond my limit.  Feeling like I’m not measuring-up; that somehow I’ve managed to come-up short yet again. Feeling simply like a failure.   Anybody relate?    Those feelings are certainly not due to a lack of effort either.  Oh, no.  You see I’ve strained, grunted, and reached with what has seemed akin to super-human effort only to fall measurably short of the end goal.  It’s as if at times every fiber of my being has been stretched, pulled, and utterly taxed by the effort.  Yesterday, as I was showing my husband the “re-launch“, which he’s heard me talk and brainstorm through for…