Why You Are Going Somewhere You Hope Not To Go?

Sitting in a “Chili’s Too” at the O’Hare airport today, I heard the man at the table next to me say, “Travel has lost it’s glory. It’s not fun any more.”

My first thought was, “Then why are you flying?”  I started thinking about the possibility of getting tired of traveling and I realized two things:

First, if I am going somewhere, I hope I want to go there. Too many people are traveling to a place to do work they dread.  It is just another flight, taking them somewhere they don’t want to be.  No wonder they don’t like the travel.

Secondly, if I love what I am doing and am going to do something worthwhile and am excited about what I get to do, the travel is barely a thought.  My mind is on what I get to do when I am there and how it will fulfill my purpose.

Sure the travel may be difficult – delays, sitting on the tarmac for two hours, dead-stop traffic, long layovers or cancelled flights.  But if I am going to do something that I love, I can handle a few inconveniences.

Because I will barely remember the delays once I get there and am immersed in my purpose.  The work overpowers any difficulties I had getting there.  It was worth it.

My future of work involves work I love.  If it doesn’t, I’m on a plane headed some place I don’t want to go again.

I’d rather go where I am excited to go.