After a long, hard summer of chemotherapy and an extended hospital stay, I finally can pull and shoot a bow again. Granted it was only 10-15 arrows, and not with my 62# River Runner, but it was shooting and I enjoyed it immensely.
Felt good especially after enjoying my other passion (canoeing) for a half hour or so on a small pond this morning.
It wasn't hunting some remote wilderness or paddling some wild river, but both things felt great and gave me an appreciation for the simple things in life and enjoying what you have no matter how small.