Why? Because my legs are completely scratched! They look like I played hard outside and didn’t care if I got hurt, which is true in part. Yet, in part, I merely like climbing mountains that happen to have bushes, grass, and random other things that scratch. At least they will heal. I climbed up the backside of Everest today and forged my way through lots of brambles and mini trees. I loved finding a new paths and going at my own pace. The feeling of reaching the top of the mountain makes all the scratches, stumbles, and hard work worth while.
b'ahava 