Anyone else feel like they could salsa dance their way through a meditation marathon?

Picture this: You're in the middle of a sun-soaked Mediterranean olive grove, eyes closed, breath synced with the gentle rustling of leaves. The scent of wild herbs fills the air. You start swaying gently, almost dancing, as you chant. Hours pass, but you don't want to stop. It's like the ultimate siesta for the soul! Anyone else ever get so blissed out during meditation that they just want to keep going? Maybe it's all those antioxidants from my Mediterranean diet fueling my inner zen. Or perhaps it's the post-hike endorphins. Either way, I'm curious if other wellness adventurers have experienced this meditation marathon effect. Namaste... or should I say, ¡Olé!