My chest has always been a weak point in my physique. I think it’s the main reason why I love powerlifting as a compliment to my bodybuilding. I love the short 3x4 at 85%(215lbs) we did and then board press. I’ve been having problems keeping my elbows tucked at the bottom. They always flare out and misdirects some of my upward force making my bench weaker. Once I can fix that I can see my bench going up because the reps I get the motion right the weight flies up but until then I have to keep working at it. Practice makes perfect but I gotta practice good technique to reinforce good technique. #powerlifting #usapl #bench #chest #abs #shoulders #vascularity #physique #bodybuilding #npc #dyel #fitness #fit #traps

Bench press ended with 16 reps at 200lbs. 5x10 Klokov presses, 10x3 hang power clean starting at 145 and ending at 195. 3 sets of pull-ups to failure, the 3 sets of ring dips to failure. I love this stuff! Such a motivating atmosphere when you have loud music, a old school powerlifting gym, and good friends to push you! #flagnorfail #neversettle #fitness #powerlifting #bodybuilding #squats #deadlift #bench #crossfit #weightlifting #me #love #follow #fun #swag #new #instagood #me #photooftheday #followme #happy #beautiful #selfie #summer #instadaily #friends #instalike #amazing #bestoftheday

How neatly a cat sleeps,
sleeps with its paws and its posture,
sleeps with its wicked claws,
and with its unfeeling blood,
sleeps with all the rings—
a series of burnt circles—
which have formed the odd geology
of its sand-colored tail.

I should like to sleep like a cat,
with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint,
with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one,
stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes,
with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams.

I have seen how the cat asleep
would undulate, how the night
flowed through it like dark water;
and at times, it was going to fall
or possibly plunge into 
the bare deserted snowdrifts.
Sometimes it grew so much in sleep
like a tiger’s great-grandfather,
and would leap in the darkness over
rooftops, clouds and volcanoes.

Sleep, sleep cat of the night,
with episcopal ceremony
and your stone-carved moustache.
Take care of all our dreams;
control the obscurity
of our slumbering prowess
with your relentless heart
and the great ruff of your tail.

—Pablo Neruda

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