Thus it begins. Today was chest and back. Push ups, pull ups...thy name is pain. Did real well until the end where I actually made good friends with the floor. It went a little something like this:
ME: (feet on chair, hands on ground, doing decline push up) Hello Mr. Floor, you look very inviting.
FLOOR: Oh, but I am. In fact, the best feeling is to just let your arms give way and meet me in a faceplant.
ME: A faceplant?! Won't that hurt?
FLOOR: Yes
ME: Sweet
(CRUNCH)
So after a much pain, massive amounts of grunting, and the occasional urge to punch the guy in the TV, I have finished day one of a 90 day program.
Will I be able to continue on in this gruelling feast of pain? Will my body rise to the challenge or will I collapse into a quivering ball of wuss-jelly by the end of the week?
Only time will tell.
Erik...I Brought It! You?
C
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Dude, I had the same run-in with the floor, but my pull up bars were in the way. Not as "comfy" of a landing as it would have been if it were just the plush carpet...or my cat! Bring it!
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