I've always been fighting. Fighting for something, fighting against something, fighting through something. That's where I thought I drew strength. It was empowering--when it was successful. But either way it was/is fatiguing. And when I couldn't fight through I felt a sense of failure and frustration/disappointment. I applied thos to running as well of course! I'm finally starting to understand how to let things come to me. How to accept, incorporate and use it. having young kids I get to watch a lot of cartoons. Silly as it sounds, I think of Kung Fu Panda. An image that comes to mind is how when the enemy is firing flaming balls at him, he just reaches out and accepts it with his hand-well paw- and rolls it around and manipulates it with ease and sends it off. I know, I'm weird! . So I won't fight Leadville. I will let the trail come to me. I will incorporate and adapt to what the trail asks of me physically and mentally. I will utilize the strategies and experience I have gained over the past year, and likely learn a few new ones.