Everyone I know struggles with finding the time to do the things they love to do. Work and family obligations occupy most of the free time people have available. Add to the mix unexpected events and the sliver of free time shrinks more. A recent career change has taken my 30 hour workweek and turned it into 60-70 hours a week. Running a half marathon before work is less feasible when my start time changed dramatically. But I am not alone in this conundrum; people all over the world work more then me and still manage to log 30-40 hours of training weekly. Balance has never been my forte. Life is either dominated by work or dominated by play, there is no middle ground. I find myself questioning which balance is important. Is logging miles for the sake of logging miles important? Or is it more important to advance my career to allow for a stable future? A future where one can afford to travel. Like most people I am envious of #vanlife. The freedom, the lifestyle, then endless photo ops. But the reality of simple living, is that it is never simple.
For the last ten years I have been following my dreams. I have worked jobs that are unique and they have shaped me physically, morally and emotionally. I worked endless hours with horses on a show ranch. There I learned how hard you can work, and discovered a love for equine. But I set my hobbies aside during this time, and found myself headed down a path of substance abuse. A few years later I found myself working in an animal shelter and having to face emotional and moral dilemmas on a daily basis. This is the turn where I began to question what was important, work or play? I ended up in the organic industry for a few years and worked at a distributor and later on a organic farm. This deviation in my journey taught me about the importance of sustainable agricultural and I found myself living in Hawaii working with bees. Life tossed me another curveball and I found myself working in the outdoor industry. A dream come true for an outdoor whore. Once again I am headed down a new road, that is blurring the line between hobbies, the outdoors, and hard work. This winding career path resembles a mountain road, that has been filled with ups and downs and strange turns. I can't seem to do anything but keep my eyes on the road, as the next turn could be just around the corner.
This new crossroad has me trying to find the balance in life. The balance between work and play. I am trying to navigate the muddy waters of having time to play and being able to afford to play. For the last decade I chose to live a life based on the 'play first, work later' creed. Although it has been an amazing journey, I now find myself shifting gears and trying to balance life. Whoever said 'Life is a Journey' was spot on. I just wonder if they ever figured out how to read the map of life along that journey.