The numbers just creeping up...and up...Yesterday was a brilliant enaction of the standard plan. 40 push-ups at noon after a morning of crude diagramming in Fireworks. Another 40 just after a blistering four mile run at 4pm. Then, before jumping into the shower, a painful 40 on the cold bathroom tile floor.
One small misadventure: my sweaty hand slipped as I did that last set of 40, in the bathroom. I was slip-sliding all over the place but I gutted it out. Somehow the slipping made the damn things that much harder.
The last set -- very late at night, waiting for Jenny to come home from "Spanish class" in Atlanta. On a carpeted surface, with a belly full of homemade "barbecue tofu." 22 push-ups, for that lovely grand total of 142.
Today, I wonder, can I crank them out in the cubicle at GPB? Unsure. Jenny has asked me "not to be the weird new guy doing push-ups in his cube." But oh man, I want to be that guy.
....We've been a little slack lately. I'm reinvigorated, rededicated. I will not be deterred!? The halfway point is not so far off: 183. That should come some time in July.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Day 142
Having had a little more alchohol than I probably should have tonight, I sang a spoken word version of Man on the Moon to a crowd that didn't know the words.
When I got home my roommate was performing the mating ritual with a girl, who I criticized and flattered the dress-style of before getting the door slammed in my face. Being bored and not feeling like doing anything in particular, I went outside to sit and drink a beer and look at what little night sky living close to Greensboro, NC affords. From a tomato patch my upstairs neighbor had planted, a beatle, who I first mistook for a roach, clamoured out of the patch and then I realized, I'd only done 100 of my pushups today, two sets of 50.
So I did what any person participating in the Great 2008 Push-Up Challenge would do and got down on the concrete with the beatle and, as the frightened insect scurried off to safety, I did the remaining 42 - "the answer to life, the universe and everything" - push ups to conclude the day.
When I got home my roommate was performing the mating ritual with a girl, who I criticized and flattered the dress-style of before getting the door slammed in my face. Being bored and not feeling like doing anything in particular, I went outside to sit and drink a beer and look at what little night sky living close to Greensboro, NC affords. From a tomato patch my upstairs neighbor had planted, a beatle, who I first mistook for a roach, clamoured out of the patch and then I realized, I'd only done 100 of my pushups today, two sets of 50.
So I did what any person participating in the Great 2008 Push-Up Challenge would do and got down on the concrete with the beatle and, as the frightened insect scurried off to safety, I did the remaining 42 - "the answer to life, the universe and everything" - push ups to conclude the day.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Day 135
I hadn't done the push-ups, not even after a three mile run, and I was four beers in. Off to bed, lying there in the dark, and then it occured to me. Do I do this or not?
I got up, in the dark, and cranked 'em out. All 135. Sets of 40, 40, 40, and 15. Then, I couldn't sleep. I just laid there a while, promising myself not to wait all day the next day (today).
I got up, in the dark, and cranked 'em out. All 135. Sets of 40, 40, 40, and 15. Then, I couldn't sleep. I just laid there a while, promising myself not to wait all day the next day (today).
Monday, May 12, 2008
Day 133
Welcome to the Great 2008 Push-Up Challenge.
Here's the deal...
Along with my buddy Ransome, I have been doing push-ups every day equal to the number of days that have passed during the year. So, for example. Yesterday was Day 132. Thus, Ransome & I both managed to do 132 push-ups.
The goal is to hit day 366 and doing....you guessed it, 366 push-ups on that day. And not just any old push-ups. No, no, no. We're talking manly push-ups, all the way down, in well-paced torturous style.
Used to be Ransome & I shared an office so that we could take a break from the salt mines and knock out that day's push-ups. Now, however, we're in separate states. Thus, we need the blog to keep each other honest. We'll be using this site to keep each other updated on the big challenge.
Today....well I haven't done a push-up yet. Too many people floating around my office cube. I'll post when I knock 'em out, complete with details re: sets and number of push-ups per set.
Here's the deal...
Along with my buddy Ransome, I have been doing push-ups every day equal to the number of days that have passed during the year. So, for example. Yesterday was Day 132. Thus, Ransome & I both managed to do 132 push-ups.
The goal is to hit day 366 and doing....you guessed it, 366 push-ups on that day. And not just any old push-ups. No, no, no. We're talking manly push-ups, all the way down, in well-paced torturous style.
Used to be Ransome & I shared an office so that we could take a break from the salt mines and knock out that day's push-ups. Now, however, we're in separate states. Thus, we need the blog to keep each other honest. We'll be using this site to keep each other updated on the big challenge.
Today....well I haven't done a push-up yet. Too many people floating around my office cube. I'll post when I knock 'em out, complete with details re: sets and number of push-ups per set.
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