foto schiena (venuta male)

[Shawn]

BEH DOPO L allenamento vanno bene.....anche se so sicuro che tu non hai badato al dettaglio e te la sei sparata di puro istinto al momento della libidinosa voglia..vero?

[Sauron]

Assolutamente rapito dalla voglia e a grande distanza dall' allenamento .

When there's lightning - it always brings me down
Cause it's free and I see that it's me
Who's lost and never found
I cry for magic - I feel it dancing in the light
But it was cold - I lost my hold
To the shadows of the night.

There's no sign of the morning coming
You've been left on your own
Like a Rainbow in the Dark

Do your demons - do they ever let you go
When you've tried - do they hide - deep inside
Is it someone that you know
You're a picture - just an image caught in time
We're a lie - you and I
We're words without a rhyme.

There's no sign of the morning coming
You've been left on your own
Like a Rainbow in the Dark

When there's lightning - it always brings me down
Cause it's free and I see that it's me
Who's lost and never found
Feel the magic - feel it dancing in the air
But it's fear - and you'll hear
It calling you beware.

There's no sign of the morning coming
There's no sight of the day
You've been left on your own
Like a Rainbow in the Dark



Shawn, se un giorno ci dovessimo incontrare a casa mia, passiamo una giornata mangiando caramelle gelatinose e ascoltando heavy-metal a palla col mio mega impianto rubato alla discarica!

[Sauron]

x Body80
Scherzi a parte, non sono mai andato alla fiera del fitness ma non mi interessa molto.
Poi mi basta vedere ogni tanto Gigars per deprimermi sul mio stato di forma, non occorre dell' altro .

[Ayurvedi77]

Seven deadly sins
Seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell
And your trip begins


Seven downward slopes
Seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your burning fires
Seven your desires.....


I am he, the bornless one
The fallen angel, watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore
I’ll infiltrate your gratitude
Don’t you dare to save your son
Kill him now, and save the young ones
Be the mother of a birth strangled babe
Be the devil’s own, Lucifer’s my name.


Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream
Open the seventh seal
Moonchild - You’ll be mine soon child
Moonchild - take my hand tonight


I count the heads of those unborn
The accursed ones, I’ll find them all
If you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul,
I will torment you - you shall not grow old
With every second and passing breath
You’ll be so alone, your soul will bleed to death


The twins they are exhausted, seven is the night
Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite
Seven angels, seven demons battle for his soul
When Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die.


One more, one more lives
One baby cries, one mother grieves
For all the sins you will commit
You’ll beg forgiveness, and none I’ll give
A web of fear shall be your coat
To clothe you in the night
A lucky escape for now, young man
But I’ll see you damned in endless night.

[Sauron]

I have sailed to many lands now I make my final journey
On the bow I stand, west is where I go
Through the night I plough still my heart, calculate and pray
As the compass swings my will is strong I will not be led astray
Mysteries of time clouds that hide the sun
But I know, I know

I see the ghost of navigators but they are lost
As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost
As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea
The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me

Take my heart and set it free
Carried forward by the waves
Nowhere left to run, Navigator's son

Chasing rainbows all my days
Where I go I do not know
I only know the place I've been
Dreams they come and go, ever shall be so
Nothing's real until you see

I steer between the crashing rocks, the sirens call my name
Lash my hands onto the helm, blood surging with the strain
I will not fail now as sunrise comes the darkness left behind
For eternity I follow on there is no other way
Mysteries of time clouds that hide the sun
But I know, I know

[Ayurvedi77]

Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares
of the sea.


And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and
the Mariner tells his tale.


Driven south to the land of snow and ice
To a place where nobody’s been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God’s name,
hoping good luck it brings.


And the ship sails on, back to the north
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on


The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he’s done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime.


Sailing on and on and North across the sea
Sailing on and on and North `til all is calm.


The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung.


And the curse goes on and on and on at sea,
And the thirst goes on and on for them and me.


“Day after day, day after day,
we stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.”
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1798-1834)







There, calls the Mariner,
there comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind
in her sails and no tide.


See .....onward she comes
Onward she nears, out of the sun
See.... She has no crew
She has no life, wait but there’s two


Death and she life in Death,
they throw their dice for the crew
She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now.
Then... crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She...She, Life in Death.
She lets him live, her chosen one.


Narrative
“One after one by the star dogged moon,
too quick for groan or sigh
each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
and cursed me with his eye
four times fifty living men
(and I heard nor sigh nor groan),
with heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
they dropped down one by one.”
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLRIDGE (1798- 1834)


The curse it lives on in their eyes
The Mariner he wished he’d die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he.


And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God’s creatures all of them too


Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the rain.


Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak
and they’re lifeless in their eyes.


And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.


Now the curse is finally lifted
And the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light and
the Mariner’s left alone.


And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The pilots boat, his son and the hermit.
Penance of life will fall onto Him.


And the ship sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins.


The Mariner’s bound to tell of his story
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God’s word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made.


And the wedding guest’s a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on.



P.S.
Sauron che ne pensi di Brave New World ?
Io credo che non sia niente male, certo è inimmaginabile tornare agli sfarzi del passato, però mi è parso un bellissimo album ...

[Steel77]

grandi iron a me l'ultimo album è piaciuto tantissimo.BRUCE è BRUCE

[Gigars]

X Sauron:

Secondo me sei in forma eccellente, anzi, secondo tutti oramai.
Per quanto riguarda la questione "trapezio" penso che potresti PROVARE le tirate al PETTO, ovvero un upright row PARZIALE che faccia finire il movimento con gli OMERI PARALLELI al suolo ed ALLINEATI, (possibilmante alla stessa altezza ).

SO che il movimento ti causa fastidi alle spalle ma ritengo che con un raggio ridotto potresti farlo in tutta sicurezza.

Secondo me il lento dietro (ma anche quello avanti e anche lo strict press) stimola il trapezio (tutto) così come la panca stimola i pettorali. Penso quindi che le due alternative migliori siano queste, TENENDO COMUNQUE PRESENTE che devi poter eseguire il movimento in progressione e in sicurezza.

Francamente in cinque mesi mi sembri molto migliorato e non vedo perchè tu non possa progredire ultriormente.

[Deep]

Parlando di tirate "al mento" il muscolo targhet è la parte laterale del deltoide, mentre, tra i muscoli sinergici, vengono considerati anche i trapezi bassi e medi; come stabilizzatore, usando il bilanciere, lavora anche la parte alta del trapezio.

Le tirate al petto sono da considerarsi una parzializzazione delle più famose tirate al mento.

Per mia esperienza personale credo che tale parzializzazione non permetta di effettuare un serio lavoro per il trapezio.

[Niko]

Scusami, ma ho visto il post solo ora.

Non posso che farti i complimenti per la schiena, è molto migliorata rispetto allo scorso anno. Più che altro si vedono dei dettagli che prima non c'erano (nonostante la fot non perfetta).

Per i trpezi io quest'anno ho eseguito le scrollate con manubri e mi sono trovato bene. Personalmente per sentire lavorare bene i trapezi dovevo usare un carico minore rispetto al massimo sollevabile. Infatti come dici tu, io potevo usare tranquillamente dei manubri da 40 kg, però con 37 la sensazione sui trapezi era migliore probabilmente per la maggiore ampiezza del movimento.

Scusa se non mi sono fatto sentire, dovevamo vederci più o meno in questo periodo, ma ho avuto dei problemi familiari (mio padre ha avuto un grave incidente stradale) e quindi non ho molto tempo libero. Infatti non posto più molto sul forum e ho trascurato dieta e allenamento per oltre 2 settimane.

Comunque ora mi sto rimettendo in riga e sono ancora abbastanza tirato.

Mi faccio sentire presto (entro il mese) così ti vengo a trovare.

Ciao e complimenti ancora.
Eh eh da quello che vedo (ho quasi paura di vedere il tuo addome )quest'anno se facciamo le foto sarò io a sembrare "lardoso."