As the whales started breaching close to the horizon, and as an assortment of marsupials drew ever so closer to ransacking my campsite pantry, it occurred to me that my very existence made up a minute part of billions of years of evolution.
My favourite type of training is the intense type. I enjoy not knowing if I truly have the strength to reach my target. Failing the goal is humbling, and a success feels ecstatic.
To please the gods, we sent a brave warrior to make an offering. We're glad to say the Gods smiled upon us, smited our enemies and bought more Barbell Biltong.
Shaking like this demands relaxation in the upper traps and shoulders, somewhere I carry tension. The shake at the end there is harder than it looks. The movement does not come from throwing the head of the shoulder forward. Rather, it is generated from the mid back; rhomboids.
I've strained my groin trying to kick too high as few times, added flexibility would be useful. But for now, I'd at least feel confident in head kicking a toddler.
Pressing spice into steaks takes power: the more power that’s applied, the better the biltong becomes. Eating Barbell Biltong provides us with power, and so it begins a perpetual cycle
We'd lift heavy rocks, swing from ropes, swim in the lake, climb trees and sprint once a week. Best part about it was being outdoors. It felt very... human. Love, Luke.
Most South Africans will swear a vendetta against us for saying this, but we are scared of no man. 'Biltong is best paired with simple foods. Nuts, goji berries, dried fruit - voila, can't be beat. This is simply some of the best tasting food you will eat'