Spring ended Sunday and so I returned to winter exercise pursuits. It had been several days since I’d done the last Survival Workout and nearly reached the 100 mark for push-ups, but I’d put aside any attempt to break it to ride outside while the weather permitted. It was in the 20’s now, so that wasn’t happening.
I began my push-ups with my feet anchored to the top fence rail next to my parked car. I reached 50 thinking it was a good day and the 90’s were in sight. At 90, my mind went to breaking 100, but I was slowing noticeably by 95. When I completed 99, I wondered if, like during the previous workout, I’d not be able to lock it out. On shaking arms, I let myself down and then pushed. Wavering, I reached 100 and dropped again. I managed 101, but didn’t even attempt another because I knew how that would end. I unhooked my feet, stood, and let out a Rebel yell to let anyone in the park know that I’d just achieved my goal. It was cold, early and miserable and I was alone. Dakota took notice though, and brought me a stick to throw for her as a celebration.
With my calf still hurting from the run on Friday, I did nothing but upper body work for the remainder of the workout. I managed 17 stations; a good number for upper body, and returned to the car exhausted, pumped, and pleased with myself. I haven’t decided what I’ll do next. I suppose I’ll keep doing the raised legs push-ups until maybe 125, though that could be another year. I need something for the chest though, and it’s a nice challenge.
Survival
Workout: 60 minutes
Training Heart
Rate: 100-150 bpm.Calories burned: 600
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