I am in a push-up funk, or perhaps a life funk. Well not really but I am not feelin’ the love for these push-ups. I can comfortably perform 48 wall or counter push-ups with minimal rest in between. I decided to shake it up a bit and move my push-ups days from Mon-Wed-Fri to Tues-Thurs-Sat.
Maybe this will help; maybe I will get up tomorrow and just pound out those first 30 or so knee push-ups on the floor; or maybe not. Maybe the Starbucks God will provide some divine intervention in the form of a Venti, non-fat, extra shot latte with light carmel drizzle.
I know my partners in crime on this quest are losing their faith too but we need to push forward. As I am yawning at my desk, I am going to chug-a-lug a protein shake and head out to Zumba. Laurie teaches a beautiful class and sweating like that inspires me to do better.
Funny how that works.