I had a chat with the instructor for one of my gym classes this morning. We were talking about what we’ve been doing since we last saw each other before Christmas. While I soaked up summer and warmth in Australia, she was hard at work for almost the entire month. She owns her own fitness and nutrition company, and apparently December is also a very busy month for that industry. I guess January isn’t the only busy month, with all these people making new year’s resolutions to get in shape and lose weight. I commented how dedicated she was, and she responded, “I love what I do, so it never feels like work.”

I can see how rewarding it would be to help people make goals to ultimately become healthier and more fit. I think it would be a great feeling knowing that you helped change someone’s lifestyle to improve the quality of their life. At the same time, even if the work I did was my one true passion and calling in life, I know I would still have greater enjoy in spending time with Chris, my family, and friends, while eating, drinking, playing games, and doing things that would never in any society be considered “work.” How great it would be if I could get paid to spend time with my loved ones. I guess we can only dream.