This isn’t a unique struggle, the struggle between enjoying the moment and working towards a goal. Two examples from my life of late:
- I wanted to climb as many of the 14ers (mountains above 14,000 feet) in Colorado. But in my obsession to climb all of them, did I stop enjoying each hike for its own beauty?
- There are so many books on my to-read list. When reading books is something to check off a to-do list, could it interfere with my love of reading?