I run to feel.
I run outside to live.
I run in the mountains to find myself.
I trail run because it makes me happy.
This is EXACTLY how I feel every time I reach a summit or end of a trial. With my heart pounding, lungs and legs burning, I put my hands on top of my head, look around, breathe in deep and soak in all of the smells, sights and sounds. And each time-every single time-I think, “This is it. I’ve found my happy.” And I smile.
Even though it’s only one thing that brings happiness, it’s good enough for me.