Last year I had a chance to stay up in Big Sky, Montana. When I arrived I saw this amazing peak and something hit me. I had this sense of wonder of “hey maybe I could run to the top of that.”
It was like trying to get up there had me really curious and feeling moved. I always think of my grandfather Poppy too when this happens. Below were some reflections from about half way up.
This sense of wonder, curiosity and inspiration kept me going that day. Even when I thought I hit the summit pretty early :).
Ya, I wasn’t quite there yet. So just kept running to see what would happen. I just got more curious and had more fun with the terrain. This was me after hitting the top.