May first. Labour day. We celebrate with the last day of Mandirigma camp. Continue reading
This morning’s run on the beach was filmed by a drone. We ran in circles around our own team and kept the group and groups fairly together. Continue reading
Another day another morning run. We meet up at 6:55 and start the run at 7. We don’t run that far along the beach before we start doing stick work. Continue reading
The morning starts with a run on the beach. We run, stop and do stick work, run again, more stick work. And repeat. Continue reading
Meant to be one of our restitution days between the Tiger Muay Thai training and Mandirigma Camp this day was supposed to be training free. Continue reading
I wake every morning from the alarm, or rather Katja’s continuous talking now that the alarm has gone off. Today is no different, but for the fact that she’s not in bed. She’s cross legged on the floor having mediated for a while. But when the alarm goes off she’s back among us mere mortals and go:”blah blah blah I’ve meditated! blah blah blah. Wanna hear what I’ve planned for the day? Yes? Yes? Yes? Blah blah blah.” I just try not to fall asleep again.
When we go down for breakfast the waitress don’t bother to bring us menus. She just ask what we would like to drink with the standard food.
After breakfast we go to the pharmacy to see what can be done with my heat rashes. I didn’t like the answer.
The alarm go off at seven and we stumble out of bed. Cold left over chicken from yesterday’s dinner swallowed down with water and we’re ready for action. Continue reading