5 minutes probably. Highly recommend it and family friendly (well alcohol abuse but no swearing or violence). Enjoy some German tradition mate, haha.
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I’ll see how the babies like it.
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Yup totally lost on me! I’ll take a watch with the family and then field the obvious and awkward question of why (because a stranger on the internet told me to, but never do that kids!)
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Seen it tons of times!
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@alex_uk haha perfect mate. Had a good laugh at the last paragraph.
@Voxel there we go! Sweden knows how it’s done, haha.
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Well that was good, the family didn’t even flinch when I said a random German on the internet told me to do it. Everyone enjoyed it!
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Haha perfect! Cultural exchange done right
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Indeed, happy new year @Koestrizer!
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Happy New Year bubba!
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A little hungover. Stayed up super late and had to get up kinda early because we had company for breakfast. So I’m feeling the alcohol a bit. And also the deadlifts.
1 HSPU attempts for @cyrrex
2 oh squat
3 x 5 @ 60 kg
3 power jerk
3 x 5 @ 110 kg
4 deadlifts
EMOM 10 x 1 @ 180 kg
5 btn press
3 x 9 @ 52,5 kg
6 wide grip bent over rows
3 x 15 @ 75 kg
Notes:
- shoulder was being a little bitch again with the lockouts and head through on jerks, as usual on fridays, but I decided to just do what I can with the rom that is there and it worked out. Felt light
- the pulls were adding up and my back muscles were pretty happy when I stopped, lol.
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Haha you provided enough good fails in that one vid for all of 2021.
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Always ready to make a fool out of myself in the name of entertainment 
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speak for yourself- I just read your log 
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Stationary bike: 10 km in 21.30 min.
Sluggish, legs weren’t into it.
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02.01.
Longer walk today. 1,5 hours through nature mostly. On some of the uphills, I started breathing though my mouth… good grieve I am fat.
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It’s time for a touchy feely post. Haven’t had one in a while. I’ve been communicating with a valued member of our community in private and I write in a diary of sorts at night, which may be the reason that I posted less of this stuff on here.
It might seem strange and it is in all honesty, that I would write about this to strangers on the internet. Especially when it’s not at all difficult to find out who I am in real life. Maybe I will regret this one day, maybe I won’t. I’m still doing it from time to time. I feel a lot of negative things. Practically the entirety of my emotions is of that nature, but there is one thing I am not: Ashamed. So for anyone only here for the overhead pressing, just skip this one guys, haha.
After my long walk, while “relaxing” in the tub, I started reading a book today called “recovery letters”. The first 25 pages made me cry, which is pretty huge for me. Since the age of 10 (I do remember the exact day), I have maybe cried 10 to 15 times, 20 at the very most. I am 26, so that sounds unlikely. But I’ve never cried at a funeral, nor a wedding. Never about someone leaving and have yet to experience physical pain strong enough to make me cry (and I’m willing to bet that I have had more sugeries than most people reading this combined, including a botched one where the surgeon caused damage to the main nerval structure in the spinal cord).
Sounds like bragging? It’s not. Many of the people with a stern face in times of adversity (or any time), would secretely love to cry. It’s part of letting go, even if just for a minute.
I have cried a few times when I was in my past relationship. Something that I always thought of as positive, because it meant I had a connection to my emotions, I was feeling! I was alive! I cried twice when I was left alone, lonely and homeless (one is logged on here, if I recall correctly, as it was during training time). I don’t think of those emotional outbursts as negatives either. It was a healthy reaction.
A lot of things are going through my head, few about the future, next to none is positive.
I’ve started to fear that I am too far gone. Like I’ve passed the point of no return.
I listened to a song on repeat today from one of my favorite bands: “I wish you were here” (love Pink Floyd but I’m talking about the Dropkick Murphys). It really got to me. At first I thought I was associating it with love and “my ex” as a representation of that feeling. But that wasn’t it. Long gone, happier times? Maybe … But I think what I really was wishing to be here, was myself. A version of me that I imagine might be burried somewhere. That I could be (if again or for the first time, I don’t know). That I should be. That I want to be. If only I could get it free from all the debris…
Or is this just a figment of my imagination? A last straw that my mind is coming up with to keep me holding on.
I’m not planning to kill myself. I really don’t. However I’ve been thinking about the phrase “to lose your life”. It exists in German as well. If I imagine myself tomorrow in an office, as a doctor tells me that the cancer is back, I wouldn’t cry. I would sigh possibly. I feel like I wouldn’t lose a life but an existence.
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Think about a post like that whatever you want or nothing at all, but it is cathartic to write out.
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I don’t really know what you’re experiencing or feeling, but I feel like you about this. I don’t care about posting here to strangers. Well I do, because it is cathartic, and it has helped me. Sometimes we underestimate the effect words can have on someone, or just sharing, even if it’s through text on a computer. For sure it has helped me.
I feel you there. I don’t believe in Hell or afterlife, but I’d prefer going to Hell than into nothingness. I prefer feeling pain than nothing!
Who knows about the future? Life is not perfect, but speaking for myself, I’m in a better spot that I hoped I could reach. I never thought this could have happened; So who knows!
I wish you the best in any case.
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Same on this. I follow Epicurus’ (ancient greek philosopher) explanation of death: We simply return to the state we were in before our birth. The absence of existence isn’t painful or scary because where we are, death is not. Where death is, we are not. So death isn’t something to be afraid of. No one is afraid of the state pre birth, which also has to be non existance.
But I digress and don’t want to discuss this topic, since it is very personal, especially to people of faith. If anyone is interested in the topic of how people deal with the fear of death, what it means for humanity and so on, I have a great book suggestion.
I hope to find that success myself. Life doesn’t have to be perfect, but this can’t be it either.
Thsnks, I’ll try my best.