I wanted to do the same thing as the people who saved me from going too far astray as a teenager - I wanted to teach music. That didn't really work out, so I moved on and persued an archaeology degree. That requires more math and science and chemistry than I could really muster, so I stayed in the anthropology realm but shifted to linguistics - along with a minor in Latin, I came close to but didn't finish a Master's in Archaeolinguistics. Doesn't that make me sound smart?
Well, I was afraid of turning my hobby into my career. I'd seen what that had done to my older brother; he was a prodigy as a teenager but is now so burnt out that he's miserable. But my straight-shootin' sense-talkin' mother put my head straight when I mentioned that. "Find another hobby," she said. "You're not like your brother who can't do anything else. Make clothes for a living, go to fashion design school - and when it's time to play, go ride your bike."
I'm a year into a bachelors program in fashion design, and while it's tons of work, it's the best thing I've ever done for myself. If I could do ANYTHING, it would be to work with an existing company to develop a line of extended-size athletic gear (including bike apparel, of course!). I'm in love with technical fabrics. And if possible I'd like to help establish fair trade apparel manufacturing in Asia and/or South America - if we can do it for coffee, we can do it for other industries.