Five days a week, for the last five months, I wake up at 6:15 in the morning and get squished. I wake up that early and go through the pain in order to learn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu (BJJ). There’s no rational reason to do this. I’m forty-three, and I’m too old and too small to compete for any prestigious awards. None of my friends are into BJJ. There’s only my fascination with the art itself.
Actually the inclusion of the Pressfield quote was a very nice wrap up for your piece. I've been thinking about War of Art lately, even pulled it off my shelf and set it aside for another reading. Your point about needed to engage what is interested to us is non-negotiable I think. Ignoring one's natural interests is like hiding from the sun.
Follow your fascination. This has been my mantra forever and you wrote about it brilliantly. Thank you.