Two mountaineers on a rock with Himalayan peaks behind

Regine Mai: one summit at a time

Regine Mai wrote this on the flight home from Argentina, watching the aircraft's altitude climb on the screen in front of her. When it passed 6,962 metres, the height of Aconcagua, the mountain she had stood on top of just five days before, something turned over in her stomach.

Regine Mai looking out over the Andes
On the road out of the Andes, already thinking about what comes next.

The summit is a paradox

People often ask her how it feels to reach the top of a mountain. The honest answer, she says, is that it is ambivalent. The body has been in deep sleep and energy deficit for a long time; the air is thin, the pulse high, the cold biting, the legs tired. Every natural instinct is telling you to go down. And at the same time, the summit is the symbol of days, months, years of work, training and persistence, and standing there gives, beyond the wildest rush of endorphins, a huge feeling of euphoria, pride and gratitude.

“It's not about the summit, but about the journey there. About the person I become by working for something bigger, and by challenging myself.”
Regine Mai below a Himalayan peak among prayer flags
High in the Himalayas. The mountains ask for respect, and give perspective in return.

Only the dress rehearsal

For Regine, Aconcagua was never the goal in itself. It was the general rehearsal, the warm-up. The next mountain is the highest of them all: Mount Everest, 8,849 metres. The two months before departure will be some of the most intense of her life: binding together years of preparation, packing every carefully chosen item into its fixed place, and driving her body through the last training sessions so it isn't too surprised when it stands in front of the biggest challenge of its life.

“Trust in my body and my mind is one of the most important tools I carry, and it is carefully built from training, experience and love, for myself and for life.”
Regine, Jakob and a local guide at Everest Base Camp
Regine with Jakob and a local guide at Everest Base Camp.

From the Andes to the Danish woods

What travels with her, on every mountain and everywhere in between, are the same layers. Merino regulates temperature, breathes, and doesn't hold odour, exactly what you want when you live between altitude and everyday life. At home in Denmark she wears the long-sleeved D-220 merino dress and the light base layers on the trail and off it.

Regine Mai trail running in a Danish forest in LOOW merino
Back home, the same wool on an ordinary run in the Danish forest.

The best thing a piece of clothing can do is come along, quietly, for a long time, from a ridge in the Andes to an ordinary week. Buy less, but better. Use it for years.

Regine Mai in the LOOW D-220 merino dress on a Danish beach
The D-220 merino dress: from expedition to an ordinary day.

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