Today after work I decided to be productive. I packed my brand new backpack with gears and water bottles and went to the forest. I've set to myself a goal - 5895 metres... above the sea level. Not today but in the future.

Training might help if I'm going to summit that mountain. That's why I went to the dark forest late in the evening carrying the heavy backpack. I hiked over 10 km muddy slippery paths in the light of a head torch. It was fun and a bit eery. Nobody else was there. The whole national park was all mine! And wolves', bears', beavers'...

I was almost sucked into a swampy. No mobile phone service to call help...but hey, life is full of risks! My leg hurts. It's been like that maybe two years, can't be anything serious. I think.