Every afternoon we arrive at our hotel totally spent. It doesn’t seem to matter if we walked 18 miles or 12. Either way, by the end, spent.

And yet, miraculously, every morning, we feel pretty much revived and ready to try it again. In fact, these morning hikes make us feel good to be alive.

The weather is cool, the moon is above us in the western sky, even though the sun is up. The birds are chirping. We feel energetic, and it seems like, sure, we can make it to our destination today!

It’s like magic, really, how much we can repair and rebuild ourselves overnight.