I climbed up a mountain today. I always feel better after I climb mountains. I was on my way up and getting to that point where I was really tired but had come all that way and didn't want to quit. I, however, am not a person you would apply the adjective "motivated" to. So I decided to ask the next person I saw walking down how much further it was to the top. There was a woman a little ways ahead of me so I kept walking. I got closer and saw that she was, I'd guess, 5 or 6 months pregnant. I decided then and there to hike the rest of the way if I died doing it.
Needless to say, I have a new hero.