Hiked just enough up the Cucamonga peak trail to get this painted shot of the valley on the other side. I heard the view from the top is amazeballs and worth the vertical. I have until the snow melts to get my altitude legs under me.
I just made sure to show up. My breath took me into the moment, the movement, and beyond resistance. It reminded me of a quote that defined mindfulness as trusting that we will have the resources we need for every moment, ridding ourselves of the need to think about the past or future. Now, to make lunch.