I hate push ups. I hate the fact that I can only to a few on my toes and the rest I have to be on my knees making me feel weak. I hate that I never feel like I have the correct form. So many things to hate about the push up. You know what that means though, right? I must do more of them. Let’s figure this out and conquer it and throw a big party when I can do 10 on my toes with the correct form. Then we’ll throw another one at 20. #babysteps
So here’s what I’m doing:
One of the things I love about this one is that it starts on Day 1. Not July 1. So there’s no excuse to not start today because it’s July 10. Go for it. I started on the 7th. Plus it’s gradual. I can totally do 5 push ups on my toes. It wasn’t easy by any means and 7 last night was even harder but it’s still not very many. I am, however, a little nervous about 225 squats on day 26 but I’m going to take it one day at a time. #babysteps
I’ve also started to carry around this BPA free water bottle:
You’re supposed to drink half of your body weight in ounces of water so if I have three of these a day, that’s over my quota. The body is so dehydrated when you wake up and the caffeine I put in it with tea/coffee just makes it worse so I am filling it first thing in the morning to hopefully polish off before work. Plus…
P.S. I did not eat the small chocolate muffin in the break room this morning as I made my coffee even though I really wanted it (#babysteps), but I really, really hope someone else does before I have to go in there and look at it again. I still have 15 more lbs to go and they aren’t going to fall off in my sleep unfortunately even though I pray everyday that they do. I pray for that and world peace of course.