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Mud, Mayhem & Mad Grit: The Madness of Mudathon 2025

Looking for the wildest obstacle challenge in East Africa? Mudathon 2025 took us straight into the heart of Mount Kenya for a day of grit, glory, and glorious mud. Welcome to the Wild Side On May 10th , thirty-one feral teams descended into the belly of Mount Kenya’s muddiest terrain—armed with nothing but grit, spandex, and suspect levels of hydration. The occasion? Mudathon 2025 , a wickedly orchestrated mayhem fest by Bucket List Adventures and hosted at the rugged Kenya Institute of Adventure and Leadership . This wasn’t your average weekend jog — this was madness in motion . With 12 sadistic, soul-snatching obstacles waiting along the course, participants had to crawl through the Birth Canal , swing for dear life across the Monkey Bridge , scream “hapa ni wapi!?” in blind confusion, and tiptoe or not (badly) across flaming fire jumps . And just when you thought the worst was over — boom — enter the 3 Evil Sisters , Spiderman Web , and a final stretch they called Th...

THE DAY I REALIZED I WAS MUSTY (AND BOUGHT A NOTEBOOK)

 You know how people say, “You’ve changed,” like it’s a bad thing? Well, honey, let me tell you—I’ve changed, and it’s the best thing that’s happened to my spirit since I discovered waterproof hiking boots and snacks that don't squish in a backpack. Lately—and lately is doing a lot of heavy lifting here—I’ve found myself deep in thought. Not just “what should I eat?” thoughts. I mean, real ones. Philosophical. Psychological. Possibly delusional. The kind of thoughts that whisper, “Girl… maybe you were the problem.” Imagine living in a house for years, thinking it's cozy, only to one day open a window and realize it smells like forgotten socks and unresolved trauma. That’s me. I opened the metaphorical window, and guess what? The air outside was giving eucalyptus and liberation. Was the house always musty? Yes. Did I know? Absolutely not. Did I like it? I thought I did—until I sniffed growth . Now, before you think I’ve gone full motivational speaker (no offense to the one...