I likely did not mention this in public posts earlier, but from the end of November and till about 3 days ago I was involved nearly full-time on a project that had great potential to be a business. In a way, had this project succeeded, it would've filled part of the dreams that I had.

About 3 days ago, however, I reached the conclusion that this project is deemed to fail and paused working on it. Having it fail was partially my choice - I could've chosen to work on it longer but, for reasons I won't get into in this post, I decided not to.

Which leads me to the state I am in today. I am in the dark ages again of being thoroughly confused about what to do. The last three days were quite stressful, but I am glad to report that I feel quite relaxed and accustomed to the new state of affairs.

I say that I am in the dark ages "again" because there was another dark age last year when I also was very unsure of what to do, and that was from the time I left Lebanon last Summer till about early December, when I started committing myself to the business project I mentioned above.

During that time, I was moving around a lot (mostly in Europe), and was very unclear on what to do. There weren't specific objectives, but I came out of it with a new way to structure my projects like Small Fish, as well as other project ideas I've been meaning to pursue.

What I have continuously realized that in times like these I tend to think too much before making a move. Whenever an idea comes to mind that seems interesting it's always "too hard" or "too much competition" or "not in my field" or "isn't financially viable", etc.

Rather than focusing on ideation, I'll be focusing on learning for the next little while. What has become evident to me is one of my greatest joys is learning. For now I'll focus on learning things I find interesting, with no particular path, and see where that leads. I have some thoughts on how to add some structure to this, but I'll leave that for another post.

Thoughts on a Plane

I am writing this as I am on a flight from Reykjavik to San Francisco. It had been exactly nine months and 16 days since I left San Francisco, and I am not exactly sure how I’ll feel being back. I’ll be there for nearly two and a half weeks, which will be an interesting reality check.
My blog posts as of late have been sparse and shallow. Whenever I start writing I get caught up in writing the easy stuff (travels, workout schedules, etc.) and don’t end up writing about the more important reflections and experiences that I’ve been going through.
I want to dedicate some time here to write about why I left my life in San Francisco nearly 10 months ago. I must admit, I am not even sure, despite all these months, exactly why I left San Francisco. What I am sure of though, is that even though I worked with world-class engineers in reputable companies, had great income, and relatively had freedom to travel around, I felt deeply dissatisfied.
Reflecting back, this deep sense of dissatisfaction that I had stemmed from a feeling of insignificance. I felt that my contributions at work were insignificant and that the projects I was working on were insignificant. Months would go by without me feeling like I have done or learned anything worthwhile. Add to that a sense of cultural disconnect, a weak circle of friends, no family, and no relationship. Life was completely meaningless to me.
I was deeply depressed.
I am not blaming anyone for that status quo. It was entirely a product of my own decisions. I vividly remember the first time I came to San Francisco back in 2011. I wanted to work with the best, to be one of the best. I had these dreams of using these super powers I was learning to make the world, especially the Arab World, a better place. Not only was it a huge driving force for me, but I almost felt it was a personal liability to do so.
It breaks my heart to see what the Arab World has descended into, and I feel powerless about it.
Many times I wonder, why should I even care? I have zero obligations towards the Arab World, and it’s not like they’ve given me much that I should feel obliged to “give back” anyways. Isn’t it more appropriate to not have deeply rooted affinities towards one particular place? Why not see the world as one, humanity as one, pursue the best opportunities you can find, with the best people you can find, and in the places where this work is most likely to succeed? I cannot find any logical arguments against this view.
I think this “responsibility” that I feel towards the Arab World stems from my sense of identity. I identify myself as an Arab, that my main language is Arabic (even though I’m writing this in English), and I enjoy being immersed in and adopting many parts of the heritage and history our people had. My rational mind is now telling me that none of this truly matters. This whole notion of “Arab”, “Arabism”, and “Arabic” is completely man-made, and to an outsider it is completely irrelevant, just like most flavors of nationalism I suppose. But, again, it seems like it's important to me.
I have no idea what to make of this just yet. I am better off taking a nap, I think. I am exhausted.

Visiting the Hospital in Essaouira

You know what's one thing I would like to change about myself? I think too much. I wanted to write a short update about today and I am spending too much time thinking about what to actually write, how to structure it, what's worth writing and what isn't. The result? Well, as you can see, that not as much writing is going on anymore.

So I decided with this post to do the exact opposite. To write exactly what comes to my mind word for word, even if it doesn't end up making sense.

I am still in Sidi Kaouki, and I'd say today was a good day. I ended up going to Essaouira today with Sofian, Islam (the girl), Hadeer, and two other girls that joined our house two days ago.

The main reason I went to Essaouira today was to visit the hospital to get a tetanus vaccination. I bruised my knee and both my palms two days ago while I was running (slipped on the road), and Matthias, one of the roommates in the house, advised that I should get a tetanus vaccination if I hadn't taken it in the last 10 years.

Today I experienced what a public hospital in Morocco was like. I was originally skeptical, but was delightfully surprised of the great treatment I got. I wouldn't say it's like a hospital in Canada, but they were very quick, efficient, and, most surprising of all, did not charge me money! I am very surprised by that. I was chatting with one of the doctors and he started showing pictures of him participating in triathlons - what a great crew!

Anyways, earlier in the day we went for lunch at the nice terrace of مطعم البركة. Here's a picture of the crew:

PS: The flow of this post doesn't seem so bad given I was putting zero thought as I was writing. I should do more of this!

Medium Fish V3 – Week 1

I wrapped up week 1 of the updated version of Project Medium Fish yesterday. Overall, I am very happy with this new version, and I am quite confident that this is the version I'll stick with until this project is taken into completion.

Reflecting on this week, here's what I like about Calisthenics Movement Level 2 so far:

  1. Warming up is first class. In all other workout programs I had seen, warming up was only an after thought and mentioned very casually in the workout plan. I like that, with the current, there's a comprehensive workout routine that I follow prior to every workout.
  2. Focus on mobility. Immobility was the primary reason I dislocated my shoulder back in 2014, and I love the mobility exercises that I do on off days and how they make me feel.
  3. Mix of Calisthenics and HIIT. One day in the week is focused on HIIT (High Intensity Interval Training) where I do sprints, which is a welcomed change given that I haven't done that kind of training in a while.
  4. Taking it slow. In all exercises, there's a lot of emphasis on getting the correct technique and doing it slowly. Pullups, for example, are four seconds each: 1 seconds up, 1 second hold, and 2 seconds down.

Anyways, here's my exercise log for week 1.

A few things to note as I am going through these notes:

  • While here in Sidi Kaouki, I am doing pullups on a large wooden bar with an open grip, which means that pullups are a bit more difficult.
  • Squats are way too easy for me at this point. I went up to 50 in one of the sets and I stopped only because I got bored. The following week I'll do a more difficult exercise: close squats.
  • Deep Squat internal rotations are not so deep for me, but I got better over the course of the week.
  • I don't have a good setup for doing dips. I am now doing it in between two branches, and this is hurting my performance especially with the supporting leg raises. I'll try to adapt or find an alternative.
  • I am not entirely sure if I am doing arch ups correctly. Need to look into this a little bit more for week 2.
  • I got tired very fast when sprinting, but that's expected given that I haven't done this kind of activity in a long time.

Project Medium Fish V3

Project Medium Fish has been in a bit of a chaos this month. Earlier this month I decided that my original plan isn't the best to pursue and updated the goals of the project to a new plan. The new plan was a plan I made myself based on my own readings and stuck with it for about 10 days.

I realized that the new plan has its deficiencies:

  1. It doesn't emphasize warming up or mobility, which is something I am much in need of.
  2. Some of the exercises are still far from my level, like the L-Sit. I searched for intermediate exercises that can help me along the way, but I didn't feel happy about my research or structure.

Following the motto of "ادي العيش لخبّازه" I decided to find the best calisthenics workout routine I could find. I ended up settling with Calisthenics Movement, which was recommended to me by someone I met in Dahab. They have several levels and have fantastic focus on both strength and flexibility.

I opted to do their level 2 workout program. I could've went with level 3, but decided to go slow and work on perfecting my technique. Technique is something that is highly emphasized in this new plan. I like that for almost all exercises you have to do it slower than usual and focus on doing it right. Pullups, for example, should be in four seconds: 1 second up, 1 second hold, and 2 seconds down.

This program will be 15 weeks, but I'll reserve 16 weeks to give myself some slack. This pushes out the deadline to June 8th, 2018.

In Small Fish I used to blog following every exercise, but that's a bit cumbersome I think. Instead, I'll be logging all my exercises on a daily basis here and will post a weekly update to the blog instead.

صباح الخير من المغرب

خواطر كثيرة تراودني هذا الصباح. استيقظت اليوم الساعة الخامسة ليلا (و أقول ليلا لأنني لا أرى بشائر الفجر حتى الآن، و الساعة الآن ٥:٤٥). خواطر نحو عائلتي و نحو حياتي و عدم استقراري أصبحت تراودني. وصلت البارحة إلى قرية سيدي كاوكي بالمغرب، و هي قرية نائية على ساحل المحيط يقطنها ما يقرب من ٤٠٠٠ شخص.

لم يكن هناك سبب قوي بالنسبة لي للذهاب إلى المغرب. لمدة شهر سأسكن فيها هنا مع مجموعة من ١٠ أفراد في بيت كبير في أرياف هذه القرية، لعلها تكون فرصة للتعرف على حياة الأرياف و توابعها.

استغرق الطريق من القاهرة حوالي ١٧ ساعة. القاهرة ثم الدار البيضاء ثم مراكش ثم الصويرة و أخيرا سيدي كاوكي.

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First Full Day in Dahab

Today was my first full day in Dahab, and what a day it has been! To my surprise, time passes by very slowly here (a lot of بركة, I suppose).

I worked out of a cafe by the beach in the morning, had breakfast, worked out on the beach, had lunch, went home to continue working, and then finally went with a group to the mountains for a splendid dinner in the desert. I couldn't count how many stars were in the clear skies above. I unfortunately didn't have a good camera to take pictures but Nadine, one of the women in the group, took some beautiful pictures that I'll share here in due time.

Work-wise I think it has been a very productive day. Hopefully it stays that way in the days to come.

In Dahab

I arrived to Dahab this morning, and I was pleasantly surprised that Dahab had not lost one bit of its charm - an incredible combination of beauty, nature, and simplicity.

I met up with my friend Souzan, who has been living there for several months now, and she give me a nice, gentle re-introduction to Dahab. The video below says it all.

Day 3 in Sharm El Sheikh

Today was our last day of our diving trip. I did three dives today, bring the total number of dives on our diving trip to nine. To date, I have dived 21 times in total.

The first dive today was at Gordon Reef, and something unique to this reef is "The Lovilla", a boat that's stuck on the Northern edge of the reef, above the water. It's been sitting there since 2005, and has largely corroded away. It some point the remains will fall in the water and will make a very enjoyable dive site. Here's the ship:

Anyways, Haitham asked me to solve some simple math equations on the first dive at a depth of ~30m to test my tolerance to nitrogen narcosis. Reefs today were spectacular. I didn't take my camera underwater this trip unfortunately, but Tarek and Haitham did. I'll share photos from them once I get it.

I was supposed to head to Dahab today, but I felt pretty exhausted so I just hung out with Tarek and Abu ElHaz. Tomorrow morning I head to Dahab!