This weekend, I did my first trail run race in Kiwi-land, and it reminded me of one simple truth: there’s nothing quite like being out in nature, moving your body, and embracing the journey—whatever it may throw at you. The sun was shining, the sky was clear, and it was literally one of those picture-perfect days. One of the highlights of the run was definitely the four river crossings. It was exciting and FUN splashing through cold water while being surrounded by beautiful scenery. Those crossings felt like little moments of joy sprinkled into the run, making the day that much more fabulous. We weren’t pushing for speed or distance;…