The more I walk, ruck, and do street photography, the more I feel and see that to move means to be free.
I wrote this text on the 21st of July, 2025. It was a hot summer day in Warsaw during which I did not walk, ruck, or do street photography. Why? Did a hot summer day discourage me from doing it? No. Speaking shortly, my office work prevented me from the activities mentioned above. It was not the first time that I thought that moving means being free. Does it mean that also driving by car or traveling by plane means the same for me? Yes and no. Yes, because travel also means being free. Together with my beloved Kamilka, we are not exceptions.
For example, one month ago, we returned from the Latvian town of Liepaja.
Still, for me, the true essence of freedom is to feel one’s feet stomping firmly on the ground. Of course, when I think about adding heavy weights on one’s back and shoulders (for today, my personal record is walking with an additional 37.5 kg [83 lbs] on my back and taking over 10k steps), I feel tremendous joy that I will be able to do it tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow nothing stops me from rucking. I plan to return from the office to home on foot with a heavy rucksack and with a camera in my hand.
The anticipation of this journey, the thrill of the upcoming experience, fills me with excitement, even though I know it won’t be easy. I do not recall any easy rucking. Still, I merely enjoy the future possibility of moving on my legs with a heavy rucksack on my back and shoulders. I will be free while doing it. Of course, it does not mean I feel imprisoned while working. No. Still, walking, rucking, and doing street photography are the essence of freedom.
