Yesterday I was talking to my ex-boyfriend and telling him all about my exercise schedule. He thinks I’m completely nuts. But when I mentioned that I had started lifting, he asked me if I could do any push-ups yet. I, of course, hadn’t even thought about doing push-ups. But his mentioning it made me start thinking, so I asked him to hold on and got down on the ground.
I did two push-ups! Not the silly girly ones, because I can do a bunch of those, but the nice old regular push-ups. Two!
I’m sure that to most people this sounds piddling, but to me this is huge. Truth be told, I’m not sure I’ve ever in my entire life been able to do one before. And there I did two! Amazing.