Recap Week 2012-22

Wednesday night, I noticed some flashing from my window. A thunderstorm, yes!!! I tried to collect my photography equipment as fast as possible (not fast) and went onto my balcony to camp for it. I’ve been waiting for it to come closer, experimented with the settings, waited for it to come closer, got my remote shutter to work again, waited for it to come closer… waited for it to… AH DAMMIT!!! The frickin‘ storm wandered along the horizon (behind some hills to be even more precise) mocking me with some lonely flashes every once in a while.

I assembled the few lightnings I could capture into this picture. Sorry ‚bout the crappy quality, but I moved the camera around a bit, zoomed in and out, so it was hard to get them into one clean image. Well, at least with the effort I was willing to put in.

Thunderstorm 2012-05-30 (© Oliver Kuka)

I got my foam roller. Well, I got it almost two weeks now, but this week was the first time I used it and it’s quite nice, could really get used to it, even though, I have to „train“ a bit to use it effectively. I also had a gift coupon for a massage lying around for over two years. On Sunday I finally used it. I regret that I didn’t use it earlier. Damn, that was good, even though it was quite painful at some muscle tensions in my back. But I really should really get this more often.

Fitocracy points: 3931 – My new push-up max is now 50. Half the way to the real century push. For not training it, I’m happy with those results. Oh and speaking of calisthenics, I did 20 pull-ups. Also started my leg training again. Did lunges to start and OH MY ASS, I really do feel the break.

Favourite quote: Some people say… good things come to those who wait. Truth is, good things come to those who work. Who work later. Who work harder. You’re willing to go father than anyone else to get them. If you are waiting for good things to come to you, you’ll be waiting for pretty long time. – from a Crysler 300 commercial


I’m an artsy person. So, the hack I am, I try new arty things all the time. Last week, for example, I had a spontaneous gig. I did something which could be called automobile dancing or car tumbling. It was some kind of performance art. I jumped down 3 meters (10 ft.) onto an acre, did a few somersaults and pirouettes and landed on my wheels. People came rushing from all over the vicinage to cheer for me. The result of this performance is now being exhibited at the local junkyard. But I have to admit, that it was a bit clumsy and rough for the first time. I’ll try doing it better the next time.

Epilogue: Yes, I’m fine, no worries, just a few scratches (my guardian angel excelled her-/himself). As for the car… totally f*cked up. Luckily no one else was involved and I’ve been driving alone. I don’t want to imagine what would’ve happened, if my usual co-driver would’ve been in the car as well. The police let me take off lightly as well. But this now takes a few things of my mind, like scheduling the next vehicle inspection, switching my car insurance, what to do with all the money I’ve been saving up or whether I should get new glasses. And no, I don’t really plan on doing that again.