In the days of "speediness" we live in, often can one find pleasure in simplistic acts. There's never a way out, but there's always a way through. What one considers a negliable amount of dirt can cause another to clean fervently.
You can fight yourself over what troubles you and try to get over such a thing, but the struggle is what makes the man, and therefor your struggles are one of your purposes, so as long as you struggle, you'll have somthing to fight for. To live for, even.

What makes a struggle a challenge is not based on its own circumstance, rather, the person the struggle inhabits. Your struggle is not my struggle and my struggle is not your struggle, of course.