HOBBIES ARE FUN
I have had many hobbies through out my life, snowboarding, mountain biking,
rock climbing in Arizona, hiking, camping. It seems the older I get though the less time
and money, I have to do these fun activities. So what’s the deal, why do we
feel the need to pursue these avenues? Because it’s entertaining, it lets us forget about all
our responsibilities, it lets us become that kid without a care in the world again. We are
having fun! Sometimes we get so caught up in everyday life we forget how to relax. How
to have fun.
Why do we need hobbies? Speaking from personal experience, I need to escape
the everyday grind of life. Without getting to philosophical, why are we all here? Why
do we go to work and pay bills and put ourselves through all that monotonous, mundane
stuff. Well, we all want to be comfortable, as comfortable as we possibly can. It seems
the more money we make though the more money we spend, it’s a vicious cycle. It can
be so boring sometimes. Some people can take there hobbies and personal interest and
turned them into careers. Most of us are not that lucky though.
Hobbies are just an escape. Just to get away from the bills, the homework, the
boss, the dirty clothes you keep putting off, the dirty dishes in the sink. Even if it’s a 45
minute episode of your favorite show on Netflix. A good book. Playing a video game
with your kids. Just to switch your brain off for awhile, it can be very good for your
One thing I have always enjoyed doing is working with my hands.
I have always been interested in how things work, how things are put together, and
how I can fix something when it breaks. I think I first noticed this when I was 10 years
old. My father bought me a pretty high end remote controlled off road dune buggy. The
car came in pieces in a box and at first you had to assemble it. It had to be hand painted
and had great graphics that needed to be applied. My father and I would take this out to a
dirt track where they held amateur races, with all different classes of remote controlled
vehicles. I would race frequently, never the greatest driver though. I was very proud of
my car, this was the product of my craftsmanship and my hard work. It gave me such a
good sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that I had built it. I don’t know if I had
felt this feeling so strongly before.
Every time we would go race my car, the first thing I did when I got home
was completely disassemble the car clean, lubricate, and do any repairs needed. At
first my dad was a little hesitant. But once I proved to him that I was capable of doing
this by myself he allowed it. It had interchangeable motors and tires and suspension.
There was so much you could do to this little car. Looking back I had way more
fun tinkering on that little car than I did driving it.
When I first started driving when I was sixteen, I had the sweetest ride around.
No, not really. I had a 500 dollar car that could barely get me from point A to point B.
So I learned how to repair and improve my car, not only out of necessity, but because
there was that sense of satisfaction again, when I fixed a problem. All through life I have
been very curious about “How to.” I have taught myself auto mechanics, welding, carpentry, fiberglass application, black smithing, and more. I truly love to create! I am
very creative in the kitchen too.
I believe that this passion for creating and constructing lead me to pursue a field
in construction. I wanted to enjoy my work, “Have Fun.” I wish it were that easy. I
thoroughly enjoyed construction… most of the time. But sometimes if we end up
working in the field that we enjoy so much, it turns into a chore and it is not nearly as...