It’s 15 degrees out at 7:56 A.M. and frost glints off the surfaces of my silver-plated backyard. I am sitting outside on my deck wearing two down jackets, down pants, down booties, and a thick hat as the winter sun wakes up in the eastern sky. It’s an ordinary weekday, and my laptop sits in front of me as I tap away at emails. I have a desk indoors, but today I am choosing not to use it.

Even though I’m not perfectly warm, it lifts my mood to be outside. I can hear the community of songbirds holding their morning conferences, a barking dog, a chuckling hen, and a distant train whistle. Geese flap overhead on their morning commute. In Durango, Colorado, where I live, urbanity and the natural world mix.

On one hand, it feels a little crazy to be out here, tippity-tapping away on my laptop, sipping tea, sticking my hands in my pockets, listening, watching the morning shadows shorten. But on the other hand, nothing feels more natural than being under the actual sky, not a ceiling, and feeling actual fresh air, not the stuffy indoor canned variety.

My perhaps unusual habits were part of an experiment. This winter, for a month, every workday, I vowed to work outside for at least part of the day, no matter the conditions. From late May to early October, I work outside a lot, even though I have a desk job. I set up a desk on a north-facing side of my house and work in the shade, surrounded by my yard’s untidy greenery and all the frittering insects. Occasionally I bike to a nearby nature preserve and write my stories longhand sitting in the crook of a cottonwood tree. Sometimes mosquitoes find me, my papers blow away in a breeze, the sun reflects off my screen or I simply get too sweaty, but mostly I love it.

I have noticed that being outside more鈥攅ven if the primary activity isn’t focused on nature鈥攎akes me feel more grounded, calm, connected, and relaxed. It doesn’t replace the time I spend hiking, biking, skiing, backpacking, or just being in the wilderness, but it adds to it. I started to wonder if the well-being I feel being outside more in the summer could also be available in the winter, when I often feel a pervasive, faceless melancholy that is hard to put my finger on. I decided to find out by working outside for part of every weekday starting in late December.

There were days it was glorious. I sought out sunny spots on my front porch and back deck. Some mornings, I watched the mist lift off the nearby mountain and the play of plant shadows. In the interstitial moments between computer tasks, I observed tiny snow specks drifting through the air or basked in the sun. I listened to the magpies and mourning doves, the drips from the roof, and the rustling of dry leaves.

There were also times I experienced inertia. Inside my house, in the cloistered warmth, it was hard to motivate to put on all my layers, slather on sunscreen, and gather all my work stuff. Sometimes it was downright unpleasant out there. One day, the sky was grey, wind blew up my pant legs, giant construction machines whined loudly down the street, and a neighbor’s windchimes unleashed a flurry of complaints. Another time, sitting on my front porch with all my gear, the mailman did a doubletake, as if to say what are you doing here? One afternoon, I narrowly missed getting buried by snow sliding off the roof. I felt like a weirdo at best and wondered if I was freaking out my neighbors.

Nonetheless, I had committed to a month, and I was genuinely curious. I kept going. One key to consistency was keeping it simple. Often I just went out and sat on a foam pad on my back stairs or in my camp chair, which I hid under an eave so it wouldn’t get frosty. A friend gave me some fingerless gloves. I made judicious use of hot drinks in thermoses.

One day, the weather was perfectly clear and still, topped with a cloudless Colorado sky. The winter sunbeams slanted in their gentle way, as if coaxing color from the land, and all the brown and grey plants looked gilded in the morning light. The yard appeared a bit dreamy and surreal, like I was in a snow globe. Cozy underneath a big blanket, I wondered if it was indulgent to feel that content and relaxed while working, like is this allowed?

Over the weeks, a funny thing started happening. I began to genuinely long to be outside during the workday, even in crappy weather. From inside the walls of my house, I could feel a pull to step outdoors. I’d often take my calls outside and pace around while the crows supervised. During a five-hour meeting with a colleague, I asked if we could take our conversation on a walk around the neighborhood. He said yes and I felt my brain fog clear and my body loosen up. I became less fussy about the conditions and more flexible. A little snow? No problem. It’s freezing? Whatever.

Naturally I wasn’t always paying close attention to my surroundings, but those small in-between moments seemed to add up. Overall, I noticed I felt more alive, alert, and clear. I was more aware of the movements of the sun and the tidal flow of the temperature over the day. It made me feel more connected and, even though I wasn’t necessarily interacting with more humans than usual, I strangely felt less alone.

In a subtle way, I also sensed myself differently. I was more tuned into the changes in my own mood and energy, as if I was remembering that, oh, right, I’m a living, breathing, moving organism, not just a functioning cog in a vast machine or an object confined in the locked box of my house.

Was I imagining it? I wondered why being outside might make me feel this way. I was curious enough to reach out to Gregory Bratman, a professor of environmental and forest sciences, director of the Environment and Wellbeing Lab, and co-director of the Center for Nature and Health, all at the University of Washington.

“Thinking through a number of different angles, one is if you’ve worked there for some time, you may have memories or associations with that place that being there鈥攄espite the difference in weather or what you’re looking at or comfort level鈥攎ight spark and bring to mind,” he told me. “That includes feelings of connection with nature, which can be associated with psychological well-being.”

He also explained that even though I wasn’t paying direct attention to nature or even moving, I was still having multisensory experiences. Emerging research suggests that there can be restorative effects to鈥攆or example鈥攈earing , seeing , or pleasant natural scents, such as loam or leaves.

There may also be unconscious physiological ways we are affected by the environment. Trees give off volatile organic compounds, some of which may have antioxidant and anti-inflammatory effects, decreasing . Time spent in , in comparison to urban environments, can help restore our capacity for attention. There is also value even in “,” which could include looking through a window at nature or even . There is much that Western science hasn’t yet explored and, Bratman told me, “subjective experiences are important too in terms of our connection to nature and the impacts of nature contact on our well-being.”

Around the fourth week of my one-person experiment, I noticed that I didn’t even have to think about going outside more often. It was becoming a habit without fanfare or inertia. I just walked out the door. It was as if the walls of my house were starting to feel more porous. There was less of a mental barrier between indoors and out. One morning it was 35 degrees and snowing, and I set up my camp chair under an eave next to our wood pile. My hands weren’t even cold, as if my body itself was adapting. It was actually starting to feel normal.

I completed my experiment at the end of January, but I continue to work outside a lot鈥攎ost days, in fact. I don’t push myself if there’s a gale or loud machines are roaring outside my house, but I tend to just gravitate outside. It may be small and accumulative, but I believe it makes an appreciable difference in my overall well-being.

As I write this, it’s sunny and unseasonably warm, in the 50s. I’m sitting in my trusty camp chair in the sun, listening to the snowmelt off the roof and the coos of several mourning doves who often keep me company. Deadlines are looming but I feel unhurried. Maybe it’s the vast open space of the blue sky overhead, the pleasant nip of the fresh air, or the slow, beautiful arc of the sun that remind me to have patience, balance, and perspective.

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Like many New York City millennials, my partner and I moved upstate with our two rescue dogs early into the pandemic. We ended up in the Catskills near a ski mountain and I wasted no time applying for an instructor role. I鈥檓 now in my third year as a private ski lesson instructor, and I still work full-time during the week, as a remote writer and editor. But in season, my weekends are spent on the slopes, teaching private lessons to both adults and kids.

Even though my livelihood doesn鈥檛 necessarily depend on teaching these private lessons, I鈥檝e found that聽 offers a wide range of physical, social, and monetary benefits for which I鈥檓 eternally grateful.

Below are the many reasons you should consider joining your local ski mountain鈥檚 staff if you have the time.

Clinics and Training Sessions Have Made Me a Much Better Skier

Many ski mountains offer frequent and . Sometimes athletes from other mountains come to lead them, and other times, higher-ups are in charge. If you aren鈥檛 already scheduled to work at that time, or if your lesson is a no-show, they strongly suggest that you participate 鈥� you鈥檒l , learn new teaching techniques, and make sure your form is up to snuff. I鈥檝e certainly felt that my skills have vastly improved from skiing alongside more experienced skiers over the last three years on staff.聽

I Get to Ski All the Time

Adulthood hasn鈥檛 brought me nearly enough time on the slopes, especially compared to my high school racing days. Living in New York City in my early 20s earned me only a couple of trips annually. Now, though, I鈥檓 skiing several times per week 鈥� whether I鈥檓 teaching a weekend lesson, or catching up with a fellow instructor over some morning laps before logging into Slack. I鈥檓 skiing more than ever 鈥� which means I鈥檓 always improving.

I Get a Free Season Pass鈥擬y Fianc茅 Gets a Discounted One

There鈥檚 no denying that skiing is a wildly expensive sport 鈥� and as avid skiers, we鈥檙e always looking for . As a part-time ski instructor, I get a free season pass, and my fianc茅 gets a steep discount on his (which is major, considering how much lift prices cost!). It ultimately ends up saving us up to a few thousand dollars per year, if we were both to pay for season passes 鈥斅爓hich is definitely a wallet win for us.

Get Discounts and Lift Tickets at Other Mountains

Another wallet win: instructors get access to a wide range of pro discounts. Every year, my mountain has a 鈥減ro night鈥� where the staff is invited to peruse steeply discounted gear from a wide range of major ski brands. You can also get buddy discounts at mountains across the U.S. 鈥� just ask your superior to write a recommendation for a 鈥渂uddy pass,鈥� and bring it to the ticket office at your mountain of choice. More often than not, they will give you a discounted lift ticket, which is always appreciated.

It鈥檚 Supplemental Income (Private Instructors Often Get Tips!)

Obviously, teaching ski lessons comes with a little extra income, and what you get paid is generally contingent on what kind of lessons you鈥檙e teaching (whether it鈥檚 ski or riding school, private lessons, a seasonal program, etc.). It can also vary based on your level of expertise 鈥� as an instructor, you tend to get paid more if you get (and there are multiple levels). You may or may not also as a ski instructor 鈥� although it generally is not required for patrons to tip, it鈥檚 strongly suggested.

I鈥檝e Made So Many New Friends

After moving upstate from New York City, I didn鈥檛 know too many people in my small Catskills town. But through working at the mountain, I鈥檝e made tons of . Every adult knows that making friends after college can be somewhat challenging, however, joining my local mountain staff has helped me find awesome new friends with similar interests (and as we all know, most skiers are cool as hell).

Ski Instructing Can Be Extremely Rewarding

As you can probably imagine, there are days that bring an unthinkable amount of frustration, for both you, as the ski instructor, and the student. However, most days on the slopes are . The second something new clicks for your student, or when you see them start to realize how much fun skiing can be, it feels like you鈥檝e just passed on your passion to someone else. Whether you just effectively taught them how to carve, or to simply transition from pizza to french fries, it鈥檚 a small victory that you can bring to your apr茅s drinks, and more importantly, it鈥檚 something that your student will be able to look back on forever.

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I鈥檓 the owner of a small hiking gear company that I founded five years ago when I was 33 years old. I鈥檝e put my everything into it: long hours, 24/7 availability, and my own savings. Many longtime members of my team share my work philosophy. We love this brand and believe in its mission, so we鈥檙e willing to go the extra mile for it鈥攅ven if that means taking on additional work or staying on the clock a little longer to finish up.

As my team has grown, we鈥檝e started to hire a staff of young, fun, mostly Gen Zers, and I love the energy and creativity they bring to the table. But I鈥檝e noticed their perspective on work differs from my more senior staffers鈥�. They tend to sign off right at 5 P.M., even if it means running a little late on a deadline, and they rarely volunteer to take on any task that isn鈥檛 mapped out in their job descriptions.

On one hand, I really admire this clear boundary they鈥檙e setting between work and their personal lives. It鈥檚 the opposite approach of the 鈥渢he harder you work, the more you get ahead鈥� philosophy millennials like me came up under. But on the other hand, I spent years in the corporate world eating dinner at my desk, raising my hand for every extra opportunity, and taking zero vacation days to climb my way up the career ladder.聽

I believe my work ethic and rapid career growth led to my own company鈥檚 success, but I know burnout is a real issue, too. How can I respect my employees鈥� work boundaries without resenting them or, deep down, feeling like they鈥檙e disrespecting me?

We鈥檝e all heard about love languages. But when I brought your question to two friends鈥攐ne Gen Z, one boomer鈥攊t became clear that something parallel exists in the workplace, which is that different people, and different generations, have different languages of respect.

For older generations, respect often meant giving your all. 鈥淚 remember being told, 鈥楧on鈥檛 call in sick, call in dead,鈥欌�� my friend Laurie鈥攁 Gen X/Boomer cusper who works with an intergenerational team鈥攖old me. In exchange, employees expected that they were working toward retirement, a pension, and healthcare that would last them throughout their lives. Although that social contract doesn鈥檛 exist anymore, older generations may still see signs of a healthy work-life balance, like leaving work at five despite a looming deadline, as fundamental shows of disrespect. After all, how can young employees be truly committed to the team when they鈥檙e always the first to get up from their desks?

Laurie says that Gen X and boomers often value punctuality, professional dress, respect for authority, attention to detail, and 鈥渇ormal鈥� professional communication: 鈥淲e come down on the side of full sentences.鈥� Even if Gen Z employees don鈥檛 agree with all of these values, they should understand that skipping them may create tension that they don鈥檛 intend to create鈥攁nd that, while it鈥檚 important for older people to understand how young people show respect, it鈥檚 just as important to do the same in the other direction. It鈥檚 also strategic: the people in charge of promotions are generally millennials or older.

Gen Z, by contrast, tends to value humanity in the workplace. 鈥淭he main difference I鈥檝e seen between myself and my boss is that I have multiple identities outside of my work, and she ties much of her own identity to her work,鈥� says my friend Maggie, a 22-year-old college senior who鈥檚 pursuing a career in education. But Gen Z employees don鈥檛 just value their own complex lives and layered identities; they extend that understanding to others, too. They may be unusually empathetic, flexible, and willing to take on extra work when they see that someone else is going through a hard time.

Maggie told me that she recently saw a video of a Gen Z woman resigning from her job, with her boss鈥檚 voice audible over zoom. 鈥淭he boss was saying things like, 鈥業鈥檓 so excited for you and this next opportunity. It鈥檚 totally OK聽to cry. It鈥檚 the end of an era for you! Don鈥檛 worry about me for a second,鈥欌�� Maggie recalls. 鈥淭hat Gen Z employee learned that she鈥檚 allowed to look for big things, and she learned what it feels like to be seen as a human in the workplace. Isn鈥檛 that what we all are?鈥� By engaging with her (former) Gen Z employee on a deeply human level, the boss was speaking her language of respect, which made her words and excitement all the more meaningful.

If one of your employees does something that feels disrespectful to you, remember that they may be prioritizing different languages of respect than the ones you anticipate. Someone who often shows up late鈥攂ut with a bright smile and genuine warmth for their colleagues鈥攊s probably not trying to be dismissive or rude. Their lateness could still be an issue, of course, but it鈥檚 more likely to be a problem of time management than contempt. And because their intentions are good, it鈥檚 more likely to be a fixable problem, too.

In your letter, you mention that your Gen Z staff bring energy and creativity to the table. That is no small display of respect. It means they鈥檙e being fully present鈥攁nd that they care. It鈥檚 also no coincidence that the generation that most prioritizes work-life balance聽balance is able to bring a unique level of energy to the team.

As for you, it鈥檚 time for some reflection. What are your languages of respect in the workplace? What were you taught by your bosses, mentors, and older colleagues? Do all of their teachings ring true? You鈥檙e in a position right now to shape the work culture that you believe in, and it sounds like you already have been doing that. Be intentional in your decisions. And know that even if times are changing, your hard work got you to where you are, with a company and vision that you鈥檙e passionate about. That鈥檚 something to be proud of鈥攁nd I respect the heck out of all that you鈥檝e done.

writes our聽Tough Love聽column. Previously, she has given advice on working with friends.

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