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I thought about giving up a dozen times. I was nauseous, constantly. The air up at 10,000 feet was thin, and growing thinner. I threw up half a dozen times, at least. I cried. I laughed. I experienced moments of deep elation and moments of pure pain. People like to say, “mind over matter,” but I’m not sure many of us really know what that means.