Ultra-Trail Małopolska (177km / 9200m+), Mszana Dolna, 23.-25.5.2025
My First 100-Miler Ultra-Trail Małopolska – a place where time flows like in a parallel universe. Where memories become the present. Where if it’s not raining, it’s snowing, and you hallucinate even without magic mushrooms. This is where mud was invented. Slimy mud, slippery mud, black mud, brown mud, sticky mud, wet mud, semi-dry mud, mud with rocks, mud with branches, mud with water, mud without water, innocent-looking mud and backstabbing mud, mud with snow, mud with rain. Mud uphill and mud downhill. Meadow mud, road mud, stream mud, forest mud. A place where even downhills somehow feel like uphills, where you're always going either straight up or straight down (up). The place where I ran my first ever 100-miler. Pre-Race Chaos, Panic, and Mild Electronics Crisis On the way to the race, I realize I’ve packed the wrong cables for charging my phone and watch (USC connector, but my power bank only has USB inputs). Cue the scavenger hunt for an electronics store whil...
