Had a beer with a buddy, a successful local businessman, and I asked him "do you still get to surf much?".
"As a matter of fact, I went for one this morning", he'd got off a plane from Sydney the night before, slept a bit picked his mate up at 4.30am, waited for the sun to come up at Middleton and went to work.
Well fuck me. Still had time to have a beer with me in the afternoon. What a legend.
If you don't take that time for yourself nobody will give it to you. And nobody will know that you went without it so you could do a job that's on their list.
I might do some skydives tomorrow.