Oooooh. Ahhh. Gulp.
What’s that? Oh, don’t mind that, it just the sound of me taking a drink of water. Who knew a glass of water was so heavy.
I decided to really push myself in the gym yesterday. Punishment for overeating, perhaps? Naw, I’m not into self-flagellation. I just decided to up the intensity on my upper body workout. Yowza. I feel it today.
My workouts thus far have been hard, but not really intense, and I figured since I would only have one upper body workout this week I would see how much I could do. It was good, I love that shaky feeling when you push your muscle just far enough to let em know you mean business. And I can now officially do 2 regular straight leg push ups. I’m not sure when the last time I was actually able to do that, never perhaps.
I remember gym class in elementary school and those Presidential Fitness Tests. How many sit-ups can you do in a minute? Push-ups? Pull ups? Yeah right. Pull-ups. The only kids who could actually do those were boys and some very skinny girls. Not Syd the Chub.
And the running test. How fast can you do a mile? Run, an entire mile? Forget it. Sweating wasn’t my thing. Who knew 20 some odd years later I’d actually complete a 5k and run regularly?
The only test I could pass and excel was flexibility. I may have been chubby, but I could do the splits as well as Marylou.
I’m very bendy. 
And! Now I can do push-ups and run too. Watch out! Syd the who?
