Run, bike, hike, camp, cook, read, walk, have coffee, relax, etc.
Run, bike, hike, camp, cook, read, walk, have coffee, relax, etc.
But it's possible there's a sample bias; people who get rich are the kind of people who can't stop working, even if/when they can. Other people would totally stop working if they got rich but it's hard to prove, because they never do get rich.
In their case, making a lot of money was a pleasant side effect of their preexisting strong work ethic, not the driving force.
(...and don't get me wrong, these guys also play hard when they're not working)
"Play hard" after 72 hours of working? They must be super-human. What about, you know, er, human contact? Like spending time with your family and friends?
Family gets neglected in that case, or nepotism'd so you can see them.
The act of doing business for those sorts of people is play.
That's probably how Marissa Mayer was "working" 130 hrs/week :-)
That's exactly the problem I think. If you're driven enough to get rich you're too driven to stop. If you'd be happy stopping, you're not driven enough to get rich.
Spending on these things pretty much comes together with being "employed".
In trying to rationalize the article to myself, it occurs to me that, after a lifetime of measuring your own success/pride in dollar-denominations, a complete, instantaneous loss of income represents a likewise complete collapse of pride and an ensuing inability to even measure one's own perceived happiness.
Perhaps the restless retiree from the original story could use his dissatisfaction as a driver to find another means of self-fulfillment, rather than allow it to shock him back into (imo) tycoon-esque distraction.
> I spent a lot of money on booze, birds and fast cars. The rest I just squandered.