Outside of work, I'm most myself when I'm moving — and I've been moving pretty much my whole life. Surfing is the constant. It's been with me longer than any job, any city, any chapter of my life, and it's taken me to some incredible places around the world. There's no version of me that doesn't surf and it’s played a role in just about every major life decision.

Winter up here in the Pacific Northwest means the mountain, and those days are some of my favorites — not because I'm charging hard, but because I'm out there with my kids. Snowboarding with them hits differently than any solo mission. It's less about performance and more about being present, watching them figure it out, sharing the runs. That matters to me.

The endurance stuff scratches a completely different itch. I've run the LA Marathon twice, taken on the Gorge Waterfalls 30k as my first crack at an ultra — that course is no joke — and I've swum from Alcatraz to Olympic Park in San Francisco twice. Cold water, open bay, a little bit of "why am I doing this" somewhere in the middle. That's kind of my sweet spot. Come fall, I'm racing cyclocross, which is basically organized chaos on two wheels and I love it. Mountain biking rounds it all out — it's a year-round thing out here and the terrain makes it hard not to get hooked.

Honestly, a big part of how I think about a good life is how much of it I'm spending outside, under my own power, pushing into something that's a little uncomfortable. That's never really going to change.