The first time I carried a loaded pack for more than an hour, I was fine for forty minutes and then I was not fine at all. Nothing dramatic happened, no injuries and I didn’t need a rescue, so there was no story worth dining out on. My shoulders just complained, my hips complained louder,…
You don’t need to move mountains to find your way back outside. Start small, use what you have, and let the simple moments bring you back to yourself.