This question used to scare the living shit out of me. Nothing was scarier to me than the future. At the beginning of last semester I was stressed about being a senior, stressed about what the unknown of the future might bring, and constantly searching and trying to land a job before I had even landed the diploma. I thought I needed it figured out. I thought I needed to tell my dad that I had a full time job with a salary and benefits and a complete five-year plan…yeah, I’m sure he would be ecstatic if that were the case, but turns out that I don’t need it figured out and I’m pretty sure no one ever really figures it out. I’ve learned to hate the question: Where do you see yourself in the future? Because no one should know that except for the man upstairs and as long as I keep pursuing opportunities, working hard, and always, always learning and meeting new people I will end up somewhere I want to be. That’s not to say I don’t have goals and dreams and aspirations but I just have learned to look at in a different way. Plus…why should I dwell on the “where will you be in five years?” question because it changes almost every day.
One day I want to be living back home in downtown Columbus, Ohio working for my beloved Buckeyes in communications for their athletic department, or even going back to school at OSU and pursuing my masters in sport management. One day I want to leave everything behind in the Mid West and take nothing but my snowboard and my love for all things outdoors to the mountains of Colorado and live a simple life. And one day I want to change lives through fitness. I want to own a gym/a personal training business and bring the joy I have for fitness and a healthy lifestyle to everyone around me. Hell, maybe I just laid out my five-year plan; maybe I don’t have to choose…my point…that is the beauty of life. I have no idea where I will end up. And some days I have not the slightest clue what I want to do because everything seems too overwhelming. We all have these days. We all have doubts, fears, hopes and dreams and to ask me where I want to be in five years is completely irrelevant because often the happiest things and moments that happen in our lives come from the opportunities and experiences that we never saw coming.
So what I hope for myself in five years is simple. I hope to be a better person. I hope to be closer to God. I hope to be more knowledgeable about the world and about myself. I hope to have read more books and experienced more places. I hope to have met more people. I hope to always have a burning curiosity for everything. I hope to always be productive. I hope to worry less. I hope to be able to give more than I take. I hope to learn not to judge others. I hope to always have fun. I hope to make a difference in others lives. And above all else, I hope to be doing something that truly makes me happy.