My breath was heaving as I trudged my feet up to the peak of the final mountain. My eyes darting idly on the ground keeping an eye out for snakes. The extreme Brisbane heat had my face soaked in sweat. My heart murmured uncomfortably, so I reminded myself that I have many times done worse runs than this. The world's climate is not going to get any cooler, so I should try my best to adapt to it.
As I reached the peak, I looked out over the endless bush-land below me of the Brisbane National Forest Park. This was what a real forest looked like. Not a preserved kilometre of bush barely keeping busy car intersections out on every side. This was