How My Body Saved My Ass: The Hidden Side of Physical Autonomy

I’ve never been one to visualize stuff before it happens. But now I can confirm: it works, and it almost killed me. Last summer, about a month before my wedding, I was hiking alone in the Olympic Mountains. It was a trail I’d already failed to finish three times before—once because of a fire, once because I got lost and wore myself out, and once because it was so steep and rough that a friend and I just burned out and had to turn around.
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