I am currently in Saas Fee, Switzerland for our fall training camp. Our job is unique in that we need to chase winter, to the southern hemisphere in summers or this time of year to glaciers in Europe. With that said, the last time I was here was 10 years ago. Ski camps are different at a young age when you are missing school, with your friends, or chasing girls. Skiing has slowly but surely become a profession. Thats not to say that my teammates aren’t friends or that I still don’t chase girls (I can’t however run as fast). These training camps over the years have turned into a job, more focus on skiing, keeping my body in order; it is after all my livelihood. Being away from home 8 months of the year as a teenager would have been pretty stellar, and not that it isn’t now, but I’ve learned to really value my time at home with friends and family. When I fly abroad, and the customs officers from country to country ask if I’m “here for work”, I reply yes. As I write this and drink my morning coffee, I realize I am here for just that. Work. Yet as I look outside, I am also reminded how great my “job” is. We’re here for 2 weeks before heading to Scandinavia for our first World Cup of the season. Time to do some work.