Brazilian Thunder III: Geisi Cyborg

Geisi Silva, aka Geisi Everson Diel, is a married (sorry) twenty-year-old (yep, that's right, 20!) Brazilian deusa who also goes by the name of Geisi Cyborg (or Ciborg).



There's very little I can tell you about her. Her Instagram page says that she is Passionate about pets and addicted to BODYBUILDING [her capitals]. Looking at her, you wouldn't necessarily guess the first part, but the second part seems to add up, don't you think? (Keep reminding yourself that she is 20...)



The same page also tells us that she's a university student, though not what she's studying, and her youtube channel suggests that another interest of hers might be fast cars with booming sound systems.


Geisi gets the sgcaio treatment

'Cyborg', short for 'cybernetic organism', is a being with both organic and artificial parts, an organism that has enhanced abilities due to technology. I wouldn't like to say whether Geisi has enhanced herself in ways that are, strictly speaking, 'artificial', but her choice of moniker seems rather apt, given her somewhat superhuman appearance.



And if it seems to you that I'm rather too calm and collected while talking about this woman, a woman who, no doubt, has raised your blood pressure considerably and rendered you incapable of speech or thought, you can be assured that I was pretty far from being calm and collected the first time I came across Geisi, and again when I came across the close-up images of her thighs below.



The sound that these visions of eye-popping muscular freakishness, the likes of which I have never seen before, induced me to produce is a sound which I simply cannot represent with the letters and sounds of the English language. Indeed I doubt there is any language that could reasonably mimic this sound. It came from deep deep within me. Bestial, raw, neolithic. I have never, ever, made or heard a sound remotely like it. And I can only call it my 'Geisi roar'.



I wouldn't be surprised if she has induced a similar unique sound out of every single one of you, my brethren. Your own personal 'Geisi roar'. I can't imagine what happens to the men whose path she and her thighs thunder across in the course of her daily life. Do they just stare at her, 'Geisi roaring'?

Follow Geisi on Facebook (if you dare!)

And, best for last, I leave you today with Geisi in motion...

Viva Brasil!

Calves and The Madness

From the field notes of 6ft1swell, summer 2011...

It's a lovely, sunny day on the South Bank. I'm browsing the second-hand books outside the National Film Theatre. My friend's just texted to say he'll be five minutes late. I know that means ten, maybe twenty minutes of waiting for him but we don't have to be anywhere. There's no rush.

Then suddenly, my whole mood changes. The female muscle radar has gone off. Beautiful tanned legs at ten o'clock. Short skirt, wedge heels and, crucially, bulging calves. Without thinking I move away from the books and towards her. My hand reaches into my pocket for my phone. The adrenaline surge comes, my heart beating faster and stronger with every second that passes.

Camera. Video. Ready.

I get closer. The rush has become so great my hand is shaky. They're going inside. There are a few steps to climb. They will slow and her calves will have to do some work. Perfect for me as long as I can keep my hand steady.

Record.

My heart pumps the blood through my body with such force I can feel it in my ears. She's started to climb the steps. I close in. Her calves are in shot. Good, good, now keep them there. The counter reads 0.09, 0.10, 0.11. I want more, more, more.

We're in the foyer now. Voices, people around us. The spell breaks as the fear of discovery, of being caught, overrides the urge to capture her calves for myself. I stop and she walks on.

Stop. Saving video. Please wait. Done.

My heart beat begins to slow, my breathing gradually returns to normal. My hand is steady again. I am back to normality. Back to sanity. Out of The Madness.




But I have so little to show for it. I have not even captured twenty seconds' worth, and what I have got is extremely shaky, just enough to get a couple of usable screencaps from. I find that her skirt was not nearly as short as I'd thought, her legs not nearly as tanned, her calves not nearly as big.

It's always like this. The video is always disappointing.

And yet this is the fifth time I've done something like this in a month. So if I'm not doing it for the result, why am I doing it at all? The only logical conclusion is that I'm doing it for the rush. I'm doing it for the feeling, for the moment of temporary madness. It's scary, of course, scary because it turns me into a person I would rather not be. A person who follows and records women in public. But having said that, time inside The Madness is time spent in a state of great exhilaration...

I haven't attempted to capture any candid legs or calves for over a year now, but like the recovering alcoholic on the twelve-step program, I'm well-aware that it would only take one pair of perfect calves to get me reaching into my pocket for my phone again.

Fortunately for the likes of me, there are plenty of other 'sufferers' out there who do have a steady hand as well as a female muscle radar. They also seem to have more luck sighting truly exceptional calves than I ever did.







And even better than that, there are others whose hand is so steady, even within the intensity of The Madness, that they can get the kind of video that I once aspired to.

Ironically, when I watch this kind of clip, it's not the sight of the beautiful calves that appeals to me most. In fact, it's the fantasy of being the one walking behind her, the thrill of The Madness that returns as I imagine being the one holding the camera.



Watch more of this fella's work on his youtube channel

For candid calves, visit johncalfaddicted's Ladies Candid Muscular Calves blog

And keep working the program!

Marja Lehtonen

Marja Lehtonen, the Finnish mega woman, was a competitive bodybuilder for twenty years from 1990 to 2010. So much about her is legend that it barely needs repeating here. Her incredible biceps, her Changing with Marja clips for Awefilms, her contest routines (especially during her early years as a pro), her 45-minute clip for FT Video/BluRay Muscle in 2010... I could go on and on. She was, is, and probably always will be, one of the top female bodybuilders among fans, myself included.



Marja had the total package. Striking facial beauty, massive muscle on a small frame, absolutely ageless, piercing blue eyes, a smile to die for, bis bigger than her head, perfect quads. How she didn't win every event she was in amazes me. She might be the most beautiful FBB ever! is a not untypical comment from a board devoted to her.



Today, though, we're not going to get into the whys and wherefors of how she failed to win a single pro show. Nor are we going to focus on her legendary biceps.

Today, a selection showcasing Marja's magnificent, massive legs...

And some of the things the guys who love her say.



When she was 15, a teacher recommended she try sprinting. The weight training involved in preparation for her sprints ultimately led her to discovering her love of bodybuilding, but I imagine it also meant that she had developed her legs as a sprinter before she started to develop them further as a bodybuilder. Perhaps this was how her legs got the head start they needed in order to become so special.



I've just got to say it, Marja is the best FBB ever! From head to toe everything is PERFECT about this woman. Huge beautiful muscles aside, Marja still has the sexiest eyes, smile, skin tone, hair, etc. You name it this woman's got it!



One of the things I always loved about Marja was her penchant for the quad shake. Now I love the quad shake no matter who is doing it nor how big her legs are. But when Marja shakes those mammoth quads then suddenly flexes them, well, for me, it's quad shake heaven. Nobody does it better.



She did have a website about 5 years or so ago, but it was never updated (it was a free one with "promises" of more if I recall correctly) and wasn't that good. Weird how she had (has) so many fans and no website - it's not as though she didn't like doing photo/video shoots!



She talked up her website in interviews around 2005, although it never really materialised into what it promised to be. Consequently, she never had the online presence that her legions of fans would have wanted. This may have saved many a female muscle heads' bank account from ruin, but it also means that Marja never quite made the sort of money she could have out of the sport she so obviously loved. As noted above, the website is still promising lots of things are 'coming soon'.



She may have dropped off the face of the planet, but she's still my favourite.



Where Marja is now nobody seems to know. But it still doesn't seem to matter in the sense that she is still absolutely as popular as ever. I don't think it would be too wide of the mark to say that her appeal will be proved to be timeless, and as each new generation of female muscle lovers discovers her, her legend will continue to grow.



Marja was definitely the lady that made me realize I liked 'em BIG!



And we will leave you today with one of Marja's many many training clips. Ten minutes of her blasting those big and beautiful legs with the kinds of weights that make you rewind to check you counted the poundage correctly. As another fan has said, All those muscles aren't just for show. Her training videos are some of the best EVER! Girl lifts a ton and rarely shows any effort doing so.



Enjoy! or Nauti! (as Google Translate tells me they say in Finland.)
Please correct me if I'm wrong!