I’ve run in some of the most incredible mountains with awe-inspiring panoramic views, but I have to say it was actually a very normal trail run that comes to mind. It was pouring rain, there was mud everywhere and the views were nonexistent, but there was a moment watching the rainwater swirling in the mud, collecting into puddles and the feeling of droplets pounding on my arms and legs that was ethereal. The wet earth smell combined with the sound rain hitting the leaves of the canopy and the feeling of absolute cleansing coolness of the water reminded me of what a gift it is that we get to experience life so vividly on trails.

Hiking in Alaska on a glacier and seeing firsthand how far it had receded really opened my eyes and ignited my passion for planetary stewardship and sustainability. The magic and beauty of such environments has continued to enchant me in this sport, and I hope future generations will be able to experience it too.