Climbing mountains isn’t low happiness! I love to do challenging hikes and while they are hard I (mostly) feel delightfully happy while I do it. I love seeing the trees change, chipmunks and squirrels moving with ease, the wind blowing softly or breezing hard, and the views as I get higher. I like the strain in my body because it makes me appreciate how well it still works, even in my 50s. Heck I even appreciate the weight of my heavier-than-necessary day pack because it helps me get stuff for upcoming multi-day backcountry backpacking trips.
Now I don’t know I’d count it high in purpose. I’m not building (other than myself). I’m not doing anything to help my family (other than that a happier mom and wife is a better one). I’m not contributing anything useful to society (other than the unconscious rejuvenation that will probably help me be more creative the next day).
Climbing mountains isn’t low happiness! I love to do challenging hikes and while they are hard I (mostly) feel delightfully happy while I do it. I love seeing the trees change, chipmunks and squirrels moving with ease, the wind blowing softly or breezing hard, and the views as I get higher. I like the strain in my body because it makes me appreciate how well it still works, even in my 50s. Heck I even appreciate the weight of my heavier-than-necessary day pack because it helps me get stuff for upcoming multi-day backcountry backpacking trips.
Now I don’t know I’d count it high in purpose. I’m not building (other than myself). I’m not doing anything to help my family (other than that a happier mom and wife is a better one). I’m not contributing anything useful to society (other than the unconscious rejuvenation that will probably help me be more creative the next day).
Great post, Joey!
Hi Joey Fab piece - concise, insightful and useful. Hugs Mark