Today I tried writing an entry at work but I came empty handed, in the gap I have lived between entries there was nothing to report to myself or to the reader. Surely I could go through a minute detail that happened after work, which is that I unknowingly booked a class to a neo-yoga pilates high intensity training with music, bands and ludicrously light weights. The class was an insult to three different discipline and the teacher's practice was subpar. It was called "Dark Yoga" and the practice was in a dark room black mats eye roll. The teacher called us "darks"—"C'mon darks let's go harder into the flow".
When I left the studio the receptionist asked me if I liked the class. I paused for a moment to formulate what my co-workers call a "purist", hybridizing everything is ruining it and yet the old has to be refreshed and modernized, we cannot remain stuck in tradition. In the matter of yoga I'm a purist, but I admire an innovator who has cut their teeth in tradition.
As I heard my thoughts I noticed how snobbish they were and I answered "yes" factually (hopefully the space between the question and the answer might have tipped her off that I was not being honest).
The class was exceedingly light, and with enough energies I went to the calisthenics area of Retiro. I did pull ups and practiced my handstand, playing around with stuff as I went by. I notice people look at me with curiosity, and I notice too that my way of exercising is different: after performing a long handstand I will come down slowly, attempting a reverse press handstand that is getting better each day. This prepares you for the forward movement when you can't do it yet.
After coming down and standing up I feel a kind of pleasant vertigo, a classmate once described it as "being drunk with handstands" which captures the sensation, but there it goes a bit beyond that and it's impossible to explain. The sensation is similar to when you perform Holoscopic breathwork except it's amplified.
I greatly enjoy this sensation and I intuitively feel it's good for me.
After my real exercise I felt no need to write a bad review. I had made a bad choice, but it would be ok for other people. I looked the the reviews: it seems everybody loves it. Perhaps I'm just old fashioned and not a "purist".
I just came back from the kitchen after having eaten a salad with eight eggs. I can't write anymore. In my own estimations I'm hitting about 4K calories per day, let's recount:
Breakfast:
200g cooked steak.
coffee with 50ml of oatmilk
Lunch:
salad: 100g of strawberries 100g greens, 1 pear.
300g cooked steak
300g cooked salmon
1 half eggplant stuffed with vegetables and topped with grilled cheesed.
500ml vegetable soup
1 tinto de verano 300ml and 300ml cider
About 5 "office cookies".
Dinner:
8 boled eggs.
100g greens.
50g cheese
300g grilled vegetables in rendered beef fat.
1 small yoghurt.
Yep, Claude estimates 4,150 cals. 4K will be my daily target for now, I've been doing 3,500 without gaining fat, which is amazing. I don't understand but I'm curious how high can this go, and I'm reaping benefits from this experiment.