I Am on a Plane That Spirals

I am on a plane that spirals (incline plane)
And I must press up or slip down
With my thoughts and actions my rivals
I ever struggle as I move around

If I start each day just right
I might make it through a new loop
But oft as my goal is in sight
My rivals re-engage and regroup

So, if you ask how I am doing
It just depends on the time of the day
And if I'm fresh for the moving
Or if my rivals have caused a delay

Ever my heart is willing
And prepared for the bumpy ride
As with hope I take to drilling
To conquer my rivals where they hide