Seriously. Imagine being this guy’s cousin on Christmas Day – the whole family gathered around the dinner table while you tell everyone that you’re really stoked on getting promoted in your 9-5 office job.
Your family say congratulations then Kilian pipes in with: “yeah that’s great. I climbed Everest twice in a week without oxygen in May so I guess that’s quite cool too. And I bought presents for all the poor local children of the world because I thought that’d be quite cool too. I feel quite good about that.”
YOU’RE MAKING US ALL LOOK BAD KILIAN.
Sorry. Sorry. Focus.
This article isn’t about Kilian Jornet’s unfortunate cousin. This is about one hell of an achievement from the Spanish trail-running king, who also happens to write like a poet.
Jornet says that he climbs competitively to better himself, and that: “above all, I conceive sport as a way to discover landscapes both inside and outside you.
“I love silence and solitude, but communication, listening, reading, writing and travelling also appeal to me. My life is spent pursuing and fighting for my dreams.”
God. That man must be a terrific lover.
Stay crazy Kilian, and congratulations.
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