This reminds me of a Native American (Manatanquet Nation <?>, iirc) creation legend about the origin of porpoises and sharks. The Creator god, Maushop, asked the porpoises to defend the people against his brother's twisted creation, the sharks... But what did porpoises have to fight the nasty sharks (and all their teeth) with? The one one thing they did better than anyone: Play.
Moral of the story: If what you're doing isn't fun, you're either doing the wrong thing, or doing the right thing in the wrong way.