Life without stresses

I live a pretty basic life, meeting my own needs and mostly playing in my free time. I’m exhausted and sore from playing hard the last 4 of 5 days. I’ve been out skiing and loving it. Day one of this long week started with a Sunday at Canyons resort. As I rode up the lift with a guy from Manhattan we got to talking about all sorts of things. I explained my career and lifestyle, that it was more or less stress free, that my boss called in more often than I would, and that everyday was good. He talked about his and how he’d lived in the busy life of a NYC businessman.

I remember when I used to dream of that lifestyle, when millions of dollars were my interest. I never thought then that I’d be a 30 year old ski bum. But even this man, having lived that life said that it was more or less only worth it because he could come out to Utah or Colorado to ski. When he was younger and had been fired by his father’s partner he went out to Aspen and lived a ski bum life, eating only peanut butter and honey sandwiches for 3 months.

While the money would be nice, I’d rather just have the mountain and me. All those years I would have lost working for money, hours each day that I could never reclaim and at the end all I could say is that I worked and had money. I work now so that I can play and that’s my only concern. I don’t feel the urge to follow the path of responsible humans, having a solid career, health insurance, or having a family. At least not yet.

I don’t worry about a whole lot. I don’t have to go very far to live the life I grew up in and have also chosen for myself. I surround myself with other like minded people. We all play, riding bikes and skiing together. It keeps me healthy and keeps me sane. My life is too good to give up, for nearly anything.