Rucking with 37.5 kg (83 lbs) is a backbreaker.
Today (I wrote this text on the 8th of June, 2025), I said to my beloved Kamilka that rucking is a backbreaker. I took almost 10k steps and nearly 90 photographs. While walking, I took two breaks. During these breaks and resting on the benches, I decided that each time I would break at the bench, I would take at least one photo of what my eyes saw there. Still, I was doing these breaks not to take pictures but because rucking is a true backbreaker. Walking with such a heavy rucksack is, to put it mildly, not convenient.
Especially the last 25% of the walk is an absolute horror.
My whole body feels the pain, and each step, it seems, lasts an eternity. Each move, whether it is a move of your foot or neck, hurts. Today, I felt all my muscles were already damaged. I was sweating all the way. Undoubtedly, it was one of the best efforts my mind and body had made in my whole life. Each ruck is like getting out of the comfort zone. The same was true for walking in summer clothes in frigid temperatures. This activity also hurts. Still, I have no doubt that thanks to doing all these things, I have gradually become a more robust human. I have no doubt that I have become a more and more confident human with each backbreaking ruck.
In yesterday’s text, I was wondering where the boundaries of my endurance are regarding rucking.
Today, I want to emphasize that the more I increase the weight of my rucksack, the slower I will be. Having 37.5 kg on my back and shoulders and adding an additional 1 kg makes a significant difference. That’s why, for today, I think I won’t increase the weight throughout the next couple of months. But with each backbreaking ruck, I feel a sense of personal growth and increased confidence, and it’s this empowerment that keeps me going.
