Practice for First Test

I crashed my bike Sunday, and have been limping since. This hasn't stopped me from doing 50 pushups every morning. Today I did 15 pullups, but the last three were ... less than acceptable. I certainly tried, though.
Today I practiced 64 techniques, including all the extension techniques.

Saturday's test starts with a jog. If that doesn't kill my leg, I should be fine for the rest of the exam.

Wish me luck!

Pullups

Today I decided to do pullups until my arms fell off. I did five sets of ten. Then I did pushups.

50 pullups!
50 pushups

Awesome!

Day off workout

Yesterday's bike ride left me with a pain in my butt, but I still worked out today:

75 pushups
200 side crunches (100 each side)
10 pullups
weight work for biceps, shoulders.
7 pullups
50 pushups

Woo!!

Black Belt

One does not become a black belt by a single superhuman act. One becomes a black belt by performing an entirely human act every single day.

~Me

I Find Excitement in Strange Places

I don't know why I went up into the attic. But on the way down I found something amazing: a handhold!

Now I can do pullups every morning! Most people are not excited by this kind of discovery. I think most people would be happy to discover they could sleep for ten more minutes. I am not most people.

Today I did 10 pullups, and I'm very proud of myself. Yay!

Adjusting the Plan

Yesterday, after finishing my workout, I decided it was time to change gears. Yesterday I did an extra 25 pushups (after resting my arms) after my original 50. This morning I had to either do more or put them together.

I put them together and oh did it hurt. Then I added 25 to my crunches, bringing the total to 100. it hurt. a lot.

The new totals are 75 pushups, 100 crunches. This puts me about half way to my end goal. I still want to add some weight work, & pullups, to the routine.

Motivational Surprises

This morning I was not at all surprised at my lack of enthusiasm to work out, or to even get out of bed. It was too cold, I stayed up too late, the floor is cold, blah blah blah.

I hit the snooze one more time, pulled the blankets up, and tried to feel warm.

*ALARM*
Notably warmer, but ever so reluctant, I begrudgingly dragged out of bed. The floor is not cold. the air is not that cold. i still don't want to do the pushups.

after standing around for a minute, i finally decide "pushups but no crunches" and get to work. Clearly I've missed a week but I push through it. Done. Stretch. Move on.

When I'm done I feel tightness in my abs. I'm bewildered at an overwhelming sensation to do crunches. Why? I could just go get on with my day... But no. There Must Be Crunches.

I didn't argue any further, I just did them. But I was surprised, to say the least, at my body's insistence that I do the crunches.