Life in a day or two – 100 miles of Istria

Trying to find words and your own place in the world after completing a challenge you thought wasn’t possible to accomplish, hit me hard. You revaluate your priorities, your goals, your dreams and suddenly you’re not sure what’s left. What is important. Until next challenge. Until the next dream. Last year I had this great…

CCC (Climbs, Clouds, Crowds)

Olympics of Trail Running takes place end of August in Chamonix valley since last 15 years. For many, the UTMB races are the ultimate race goal of the whole season. After beautiful warm summer, the weather usually turns overnight and the runners from all over the world are facing brutal weather conditions, rain, hail, snow and…

Trail du Tour des Fiz

Could you love it just a little bit less? – asked Logan some 35k in. I couldn’t. We just got on top of yet-another-climb which felt like never ending, but one we’ve reached the top, it was downhill again.   Trail du Tour des Fiz. Brutal and beautiful. Back in June I was really gutted…

Corfu Mountain Trail

It’s been few days now. I’m back in London, on the train, on my way to work. Everyone is talking about London marathon and I smile quietly thinking about what my last weekend was like. It sounds unreal, but I ran two and half marathons (plus 4,300m altitude gain). For most of us that sounds absurd….

The Hard Way

Came Friday night and I just didn’t felt like running. I had no will or motivation to go and do it. Not sure if I was scared of the weather, the crazy conditions, lack of training post injury or I just wasn’t feeling it. One hour later I was sitting on the bus heading to…

Łemkowyna Ultra Trail

Wild. Free. Muddy. I don’t write race reports. I write down my emotions. I don’t create content. I create feelings. I don’t race for time. I run for the love of freedom. Got back only last night and just like after crossing the finish line, I’m still hungry for more. What it is that made…

The Fine Line. The Finish Line.

It’s been seven weeks since I was diagnosed with stress fracture. Two weeks since I got rid of the robotic boot. And one week since I started missing running. And here I was. Back in Bergamo. Exactly one year later after Gran Trail Orobie. And again on the start line. Wondering what I’m actually doing…

The Sacred Forest

Where the trees are so high they reach the skies, that’s where I find my soul. Where the air is so fresh, you enjoy every breath, that’s where I come to life. Where the birds sing and nothing else matters, that’s where I am happy. I love mountains, forests, woods. Explorations, travelling, new people, new…