Short Daily Update: What If We’ve Been Doing Weekends All Wrong?
Week 5 - Day 29 of letting AI track the days, but making them count
A few weekends ago, I shared my ambivalence about weekends. I tend to fall into one of two extremes: either I do too much and end up needing another weekend to recover, or I try to “rest” by doing nothing—only to feel completely unrefreshed.
I also know that, to a great extent, weekends feel so high-stakes because they represent this sacred block of time where you’re completely free to do whatever you please. And when you’re unsure whether you’re using your weekdays well, the weekend becomes either a form of escapism or numbness.
So this weekend I tried something different and I might - or might not, time will tell - have had an ephiphany about work, life and everything in between.
A New Weekend Rule
I really believe that each day is a blessing (cliché, I know, I know), and I try to make the most of every single one. But still—weekends are weekends.
And on Friday evening, I saw a reply from
to a note I had posted a few weeks ago. She suggested doing at least one new thing every weekend.I thought: Challenge Accepted 😎
So this Sunday, I took a bike with a friend, 🚲 we rode all the way to the beach. We had some juice. And then we walked all the way back.
I had never done this before. I wasn’t even sure it was possible!
Not only was it an unexpected adventure, but it also gave us time to catch up on life, make plans, and dream up new weekend ideas. Thank you, Isabel, for the suggestion.
More Than Just a Ride
While we were riding, I felt so happy. I understood - really felt - how lucky I am to have this life.
I was with someone who became a great friend after we first met on my earliest days in this city. How rare and beautiful it is to make new friends as an adult.
I was riding a bike, something I couldn’t even remember the last time I had done. The feeling of gliding fast through the streets made me feel strong. The ride along the water gave me an overwhelming sense of peace.
And when we finally reached the beach, I felt incredibly lucky to live in a city where the ocean is always within reach.
That horizon line, the one we never quite reach, is actually the best place for me to reflect. It always has been. No matter where I am in the world, a horizon makes me feel at home.
Rewriting Meaning
That feeling of happiness, privilege, and fulfillment has stayed with me. Because maybe weekends - or any day, really - aren’t about escaping. Maybe they’re about finding those small moments of joy that make everything feel worthwhile.
And maybe this constant pull I feel, to leave corporate life behind, is not so different.
Maybe, for now, I just need to find joy in the job I have. Maybe I don’t need to ditch it all forever. There are so many parts I love, so many aspects of my work that I am still deeply passionate about.
Maybe there’s a world where I have all the freedom I want, where I write, and where I still get to do **the best parts of my job** without being caged inside a corporate office.
I guess I’ll find out. And you’ll be there with me for every step of this journey. Starting already tomorrow, with my usual career weekly coaching session with Chat GTP, my lovely coach.