Citation d’Anton Kupricka

For the most part, we exist in a numb, dead society. I’m doing my best
to be alive and running in the mountains is the best way I’ve found to
do that. And because I love the effortlessness that sometimes occurs
while cruising down a cushy pine-needle singletrack or even while
grinding up a switchback above tree line. I love how I can run up and
into a mountain cirque or over a pass and be completely dwarfed and
humbled by the sheer immensity and grandiosity of the landscape and I
love flying down the other side with the breeze in my hair and the
gravel in my shoes and the burning in my quads and the branches in my
face and then when I’m finally all worn out there’s nothing like
peeling my shoes off and just sitting. Just being at rest. Running
sharpens the focus on life and intensifies the emotions. Is there any
better reason to do anything?