I gave up my not-good-for-me friends several years before returning to cycling. My return to cycling happened when I gave my almost unused MTB to my son because he'd outgrown his bike. I replaced it with a rough, mid-'80s MTB that I picked up for $40. It needed a lot of work and I rediscovered the joy of working on bikes that I had as a kid. Then the test rides got longer which led to riding because I wanted to. My wife started coming along and after 1,000 miles, N+1 kicked in (several times). Along the way I lost weight, felt better and found I could do a lot of things that I hadn't been able to do for a while. No desire to change family or career. Just enjoying life more.