The story of the bath

I always loved inventing and making things: I built internet projects, made cartoons, developed devices for swimmers and freedivers. Then sport took over. Marathons, Ironman, the Sahara, the North Pole: every distance made me look for the next one.

Gradually this race began taking too much time and energy from my family, my work and myself.

In Oymyakon I ran 50 kilometres at −60 °C and temporarily lost my sight.

After the finish they took me to a bathhouse. There I warmed up, my eyes thawed and I could see again. It was in that tiny Yakut bathhouse that I fell in love with the bath. After six hours in the frost it was happiness simply to feel warmth and see people next to me. That is when I began to wonder why I constantly needed new records and what price I was paying for them.

Back home I made the bath part of my life. I kept Thursdays for it: I came to the dacha, walked, heated the steam room. In the evening friends gathered: we steamed, cooked fish, talked.

That is how Fish Day was born. We travelled and brought home the bath rituals we liked. In time we wanted to share this with others.

That is how Woloshin Banya appeared. The family place gradually turned into a bath complex: building, rebuilding, first guests, a team. Together with my wife we created a space where we ourselves would want to rest.

I still love big goals and want to be first. But I no longer need to prove my worth with every achievement. In the bath I discovered a different pleasure: caring for people and seeing them feel good.— Dmitri Voloshin