Free to Trail

Running sets my mind at ease. The steady rhythm of my feet. The concentration of where I place each step. Balancing and racing onward and upward. To the end of the trail. The peak of a mountain. What feels like the top of the world. I always think about what the first adventurer felt like upon this mountaintop. How he or she would describe it in words to others. Words that could never do a view like this justice. Tuning into the history of a peak like this. Leaving a world of worry behind.  Moving and pushing my body to keep moving forward makes me so happy.  Happiness that I bring down with me from the mountain to spread and share with my family and friends.  The ability to do this is, indeed, a blessing.  One I never take for granted.

Peaked
Peaked

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