Tag: push ups

Push Up Madness

I feel like such a lame ass wuss but I also think it’s funny so you’re going to hear about it.

Yesterday’s push up challenge continues.  I only managed three yesterday.  On the third try I had a bit of a pain in my abdomen.  When I went for attempt it was WAY worse so I stopped for the day.

Today I decided to go every other hour rather than the officially sanctioned every hour.

  • 9:00 good.  Ouch, but good.
  • 11:00 not quite as good.  Much more ouch, all over.  My arms were still numb from the first go ’round.
  • 1:00 similar to 11:00.  The big issue now isn’t my arms or my expansive gut or anything like that.  It’s my knees.  Getting down to the floor and then getting back up again is killing me.

I’m not actually doing push ups.  Yesterday I was doing close to one half of a push up.  I started up, lowered myself as far as I could without falling over, then pushed back up.  Today I am wishing I could get half way.  Today it’s more like 25%… then 20%… then 15%… Come 5:00 I expect to just do a plank for three seconds and then collapse.

Isn’t this (ouch) fun??

Quarantinie goodness!

Stir Crazy for the Win!

The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 26

The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 26

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How out of shape can one fat asshole be?

I have been challenged.  A friend today challenged me to try to do push ups every hour on the hour during the work day.  Actually, the discussion started with him asking if I can do A push up.  My answer was a derisive laugh and an emphatic no.  So the challenge, to start with at least, is more like try to do one push up every hour on the hour during the work day.

This discussion started a little before noon.  Fuck it, I thought, I am going to do it.  At noon I got down on the floor, got into the “up” push up position, started to lower myself toward the floor and… splat.  Right on my dumb face.

A few minutes ago I tried again for 1:00 and managed sort of like half a push up.  I lowered myself a little, but not all the way to the floor.  I’ll take that as a win.

I had mentioned that we’ve tried to go for walks around the block.  We haven’t been able to do that consistently, so exercise opportunities for me have been few and far between.  After two failed attempts at push ups over a little more than 60 minutes has me feeling like I ran a marathon.  Ouch.

45 minutes to go until the next try.

Challenge accepted, even though it’s likely going to destroy me.