19/10/2026
The Death Of The Amateur
There was a time when being an amateur simply meant doing something because you loved it. You didn't need to be particularly good at it, own the best equipment or have any ambition to turn your hobby into something more serious. Enjoying the activity was reason enough.
Somewhere along the way, that started to change. These days, almost every hobby seems to come with an expectation of improvement. Runners track every kilometer, cyclists analyze their power output, gym enthusiasts measure every gram of protein, and freedivers compare depths, breath-hold times and personal bests. Even our leisure activities have become things we're supposed to optimize.
Of course, there's nothing wrong with wanting to improve. Learning new skills and discovering what we're capable of can be incredibly rewarding. The problem begins when progress becomes the only thing that makes an activity feel worthwhile. A dive that would once have made us happy suddenly feels disappointing because it wasn't deeper than the last one. An afternoon spent enjoying the ocean starts to feel unproductive because we didn't achieve anything measurable.
Social media hasn't exactly helped. We're constantly exposed to people doing extraordinary things, often with the kind of equipment, training schedules and dedication that most recreational divers simply can't match. Without realizing it, we start comparing our ordinary experiences with somebody else's highlights.
Perhaps we need to make a little more room for doing things badly, casually or simply for the pleasure of doing them. There's nothing wrong with being an average freediver who loves the ocean, enjoys spending time underwater and has absolutely no interest in breaking records.
After all, the original meaning of amateur comes from the Latin word for someone who loves. It would be a shame if we became so obsessed with getting better at the things we enjoy that we forgot why we started doing them in the first place.
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