Bajai Body Camp 14.28: Day 417

Bajai Body Camp 14.28: Day 417
VIP Executive Hotel Zurique
Saturday July 28, 2018
Lisbon, Portugal
22.83% elevating

I can justify sleeping-in this morning. It's Saturday. I've trained, I've relaxed. I'm still sore, but I think I can get under the iron again today. Unless I hear from J I might just stick around the hood. It might be cool to go down to Alcantara Terra again. That hood looked interesting, but it's okay to chill here also. Maybe there's a place to post-up down there.

Beer Night

I spent a lot of time exercising this morning, including eyes, face and neck. I noticed that I cannot hold an ."eye pose" so to speak for more than ten seconds... so that's my base. Progress will be evident when I can hold a pose for 30-60 seconds... also, of course, I'll see better.

I got a nice compliment on my eyes yesterday. I probably blushed.

Breakfast; 3 eggs, tomatoes and handfuls of my trail mix all along the morning. It's after 14:00... I can be in here another hour and then go for tea. Check the hood for activity. Decide what the next move will be.

Took a series of eval pix.. I look better in the mirror than on the camera. Hmmm.

Tea time.

Another great session in the gym. Aside from yesterday's reunion the gym might be the highlight of my time here. And I'm not angry about that.

Up on the rooftop after the workout!!

Let's flash back to yesterday for a minute. I did get some pulling in..walking along the beach we came upon a pull up bar, and I couldn't resist. As a measure, I am just getting my chin above the bar... most times. Next level, get the shoulders to the bar, then chest, then over. That was the point of this journal, to track my calisthenics progress. In the meantime, life happens.

So back to the gym. Very similar to the first one; legs, back, chest, wrists. I love it!!

I can see how this journal would be very boring if I only included the workout, gym-rat fitness stuff.

Most of life is boring. We need the boring parts to recognize the exciting parts. Personally, I try to keep my life moving...mostly forward... but sometimes backwards is okay too..

Anyway, sometimes I just want to sit around and watch old tv shows, listen to Alan Watts or any of the gloomy-doomies on the YouTube. But when I do this, I feel that I should be out there doing something exciting so I'll have something exciting to report on.

However...

When I do exciting shit, I don't have time to report on it. A few lines, a few clips and that's it.

I wanted to show the flight path. I wrote about this before.

Right now, I am drinking a very non-exciting draft beer. Super Bok, it seems is the Budweiser, or perhaps the Mahou, of Portugal. It's generic, average and none threatening. Unless you don't drink, then a large €3.00 glass can do a bit of damage. Super Bok makes a stout..I had one last night. Pretty good.

Two brewskis a couple of IG shares and an FB discussion and I'm back.

My wrists look thicker, but my wrist bands and stones are no tighter. I like the way I look though. It's rugged, unkempt... vagabondish and brown..I dig it.

I think maybe another week by the beach and back to Madrid.

Good night. Bem noite.