At 23 years-old, Christopher Bell had convinced himself he was on the right path. He was a young, up-and-coming financial manager who spent his free time bodybuilding. The combination of fitness and financial success seemed more than enough to keep him motivated.
But one day, as Bell sat through yet another monotonous meeting at his firm’s Baltimore office, things changed. He looked around the room and saw about 30 colleagues, twice his age, with matching blank expressions and decades of wear and tear glazing over their eyes. In that single moment, Bell lost satisfaction with his path forward. His colleagues’ expressions convinced him he would need something more fulfilling than a career full of never-ending meetings.