Grass is hard to come by on the trail. Sure there is sporadic patch lining the path, but you may go weeks without seeing an open field. It's a long brown tunnel, with no room to throw frisbee.
That's why when I came across Siler's Bald, I was so amazed. A huge meadow, with deep green grass that climbs a sloping hill to an amazing view. Kooper and I looked at each other and I think we were both thinking "frisbee". Finally, virtually unlimited space to run and fling a flying disc. I hesitated, it was getting late and I still had many miles to go. I decided to go for it. I took off my bag, emptied my pockets, and started sprinting to the top singing "The Hills Are Alive".
When I came back down, and began to pick up my stuff, I first noticed the Bible I put down when I emptied my pockets (The one given to me by Trail Angels earlier that day). I felt a rush of joy overtake me. I didn't have a relevation or an epiphany or anything, just pure joy, bringing me to tears. Truly a spiritual moment. One that provided the lift I needed and reminded me of why I am on this hike. One known as "Trail Magic".
Where/what is your Siler's Bald? If you are stuck in a tunnel, try racing up the hill. Forget your constraints for once. Grab a frisbee and let it fly.