A few weeks ago, a clip from Dominican Sisters Open Mic, a podcast featuring Catholic nuns, went viral. 

“Do you have a hobby, sister?” one nun asks the other. 

“I do not have a hobby,” the nun replied, noting that a “hobby, to me, feels like just something else to do.”

That must be freeing. My hobbies have taken up my entire calendar. I started skiing last year, run clubs the year before, and along the way dabbled in dance classes, tennis, acting classes, archery, hiking, surfing, yoga, and bouldering. Before I knew it, I was optimizing my leisure time like my life depended on it. It also seemed like a status symbol because having multiple hobbies shows that you have the time, money, and energy to spend on them.

If someone had said to me a year ago that they don’t have a hobby, I would have just assumed they were a sloth in human form. How can someone not have a single hobby? Now, I’m starting to question the need for hobbies. 

I recently returned from a group trip to Slovenia with an adventure company for a holiday that included hours of paddleboarding, hiking, and paragliding. It was a........

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