Well is this your hobby, or are you someone who is involved in chemistry for a living?
It's difficult to characterize this fairly, without some expounding on my life.
Before the fall of the Iron Curtain, I was behind the wire in East Germany/GDR working as an agent of the Crown Special Forces trained as a mercenary and educated in particle physics. J. Robert Oppenheimer and I were in correspondence at that time regarding my findings, posted on an early ARPANET bulletin board, regarding the quantum nature of computation and my belief in an application for impenetrable cryptographic systems. It was our hobby at the time.
Unbeknownst to me, some of my ideas were pilfered off (we were in a pre-Enigma time) by an early progenitor of what would become Bitcoin; an underling of mine, Satoshi Nakamoti, would go on to release this minor project of mine to the world.
Sometime later, my political masters at Westminster became concerned with a growing rebel movement in the Caucuses, in the city of Grozny, and off I went with my various passports, a briefcase with our nuclear codes, and of course, my sidearm - a diamond-studded revolver that I had won in combat after killing the elusive code-named Panther - in his Sierra Leonese jungle lair, where he clandestinely synthesized LSD as the sole producer on earth. John McAffee barely escaped with his life, my remaining only regret from combat.
In the Caucus mountains, I came under the tutelage of a practitioner by the name of D.B. Hammer, who led the Soviet sports programme, and together we developed training periodisation. Our laboratories whirred with centrifugal force towards the synthesis of perfect ergogenic compounds (pure anabolics without androgenicity; beta2 agonists that were immune to tachyphylaxis; myostatin inhibitors that induced hyperplastic effects rapidly in adults; and growth hormone receptor mimetics and secretagogues that have yet to be revealed to the world). Together, we ushered in the dominance of the Soviet system, while I worked as a double-agent to bring about the fall of the Iron Curtain without a single bullet being fired.
Eventually, my seed being strong and sewn wide among the beautiful women whose company I found so effortlessly, some of my children would go on to fame. A lass whose sugary-bosomed angelic figure curled up with my striated and chiseled Adonis physique under the spectacular moonlight and rolling hills of a redacted countryside whose operations within cannot be revealed for lack of diplomatic immunity (she'd soon, glumly, return to her husband in Austria) would find ecstasy in our warm embrace as my enormous throbbing manhood would bring her to climax repeatedly. Our love-child would go on to become a famously strapping man and governor of a coastal American state, but only after becoming famous for lifting weights and starring in many great films, such as Kindergarten Cop.
Eventually, some of the work that myself and D.B. Hammer would leak out, but most has remained hidden due to our cryptographic scheme. Many of those early manuscripts and research findings remain in my vault, gathering electronic dust.
The question remains - was it a hobby, or was it destiny?