I remember the first time I got a full-time job. I was a little overwhelmed by the hours in the beginning; I was going from a part-time job at a local business to a full-time gig pushing 50 hours a week. It was certainly a big jump for me and I never worked so many hours, so the copious amounts of free time I was accustomed to disappeared overnight.
Once I started working long hours, I had to make a serious adjustment to my priorities. I rarely saw my friends, but the thing I missed most was my beloved time working out. I’m a total fitness nut; working out was my getaway.