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The joy of leading

Esse Quam Videri - To Be, Rather Than To Seem

So far I my biggest fear facing HBS has not been the physical requirements, cause I’ll get there. Ok, I’m a bit worried about my cardio, but I’ll simply have to run more. Nor is it the teamwork, cause I’ll do fine there. After all, I spend my summers working as part of a security team at festivals. It’s the leadership.

I actually work as a team leader at Hovefestivalen for some of the volunteers (like herding cats, but I love my job and the guys who volunteer, they make Hove happen), but that sort of leadership is more managerial than anything else. Y’know figure out what needs doing where, who needs back-up, where the weakpoints in the perimeter are, etc. Not really leading, more like troubleshooting.

Monday we did boxing. Lloyd, our coach, told me to take the guys for a warm-up. Doesn’t sound like much, but that form of hands-on lead-by-example activity instantly relieved that nagging feeling I’ve had I wasn’t cut out to lead. I enjoyed the warm-up: having to be better than the rest as you’re both telling the class what to do, doing it yourself, and encouraging others to do their best. Simply leading by example.

Our club’s motto is Esse Quam Videri. To be, not to seem. I will embrace that fully as Selection draws near.

Fitnesslevel compared to HBS:

Push-ups: 36/45 (grade 4.5)   —   Sit-ups: 41/70 (grade 3.5)   —   Pull-ups: 5/14 (2.5)   —   Cardio: 17:00/12:00 (fail)

Overall grade strength: 3.5   —   Improvement from last week: 5 sit-ups, 10s cardio   —   Goal for next week: 39/46/6+16:45


Back to the old mill, eh?

Damn... That's a lot of bruises

Fifteen days straight of exercise! 15! That’s right, over two weeks with two hours or more of high-intensity exercise every day. No wonder my body is rebelling and telling me to quit. Between bruised legs, bloody knees and hurting ribs I finally gave in and declared yesterday a day of rest. It was good. I spent an entire day doing nothing at all but hang out with friends, classes and eating food. A rest day is a necessary day every so often, so I’m thinking every Saturday will be one.

Speaking of food! My daily calorie intake is now at 3000 calories a day! That is kinda insane, but I also kinda need it. Probably gonna cut down a bit, aim for 2800 or so instead. I’ve found this great app called Calorie Counter to help me. Very good, very simple to use, has the basic functions you need and nothing flashy add-on bitly bobs. Means counting my calories are now really easy as all I do is scan a barcode or add foods from a previous meal.

Today, however, is a normal day and thus MMA is on the program. 2 hours of gruelling, intense and painful fun. I’m already getting psyched for it 🙂

Fitnesslevel compared to HBS:

Push-ups: 36/45 (grade 4.5)   —   Sit-ups: 36/70 (grade 3)   —   Pull-ups: 5/14 (2.5)   —   Cardio: 17:10/12:00 (fail)

Overall grade strength: 3.3   —   Improvement from last week: 3 push-ups, 45s cardio   —   Goal for next week: 36/40/6+16:50

My Weird Shave Experience

There are quite a few things that happen on a regular occasion when you live in uni accommodation, one of those being that someone sets off the fire alarm. And, because Murphy’s Law must be obeyed, it will inevitably happen at the most inconvenient moment. Before Christmas, right as it was getting cold, I was going through my usual morning routine of showering, lathering up and shaving. I managed two of those three things before some undergrad living above me sat off the fire alarm. Out the absolute worst moments it can go off I think the moment you’re in your towel, have a face full of lather, and you’re concentrating on specifically not cutting your throat is about the worst. Possibly the worst, you tell me.

I got away with not as much as a nick even, but still had to walk outside to the gathering point while they searched the building just to make sure it didn’t burn down or anything. Now, let’s review my situation at this point: I’m in a towel, still damp, barefoot, with half a face of lather and it’s close to freezing outside on an overcast day at 9AM. So, what does one do? Well, one out of two things: either you do the whole “I’m not here, don’t look my way, oh god I’m really embarrassed about this” routine, or simply man.

With my straight razor tucked into my towel brim and a travel mirror in one hand I grabbed my back scrub for good measures, paraded outside the best way I know how, and proceeded to set up shop on a handy wall. One building search later I was freshly shaven and ready to meet the day.

So, what’s your oddest shaving experience?


(Also, even more bruises from practice yesterday… W00t!)

Push-ups: 33/45

Sit-ups: 36/70

Pull-ups: untested/14

3k run: 17:55/12:00

Need to improve sooo much… -.-

This is why I wear wool

I’m going to totally and utterly fail my goal concerning weight, push-ups, sit-ups, hang-ups and anything else “-ups” for New Year’s. It’s called Christmas, or The Fattening as Norwegians think of it if food is anything to go by. I believe my base sustenance since the 23rd has been mainly fats, of one kind or another. Side of pork with fat on, side of lamb with fat on, bread dipped in said fat, the runnings used in the sauces, not to mention the huge amounts of this fat I’ve eaten! My father is far to good a cook.

I have been active, not too worry. Long hikes in the cold weather. Last time I got lost (yes, honest to God lost. Not just I didn’t know where I was for a moment, but walked in a circle for thirty minutes. Well done me), and spent an hour or so being soaked from the waist down as I went through the ice covering a bog. Not a huge problem, even with the cold weather, as I always wear wool closes to my body. Keeps you warm even if this happens 😀 After that the hike did go easier. Once you’re wet you stop caring about getting even wetter. Provided all precautions are taken, rivers and streams make excellent roads in the woods.

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