Yesterday was a fun day at work for me. A gas leak in my building forced my evacuation into a beautiful, sunny, 75-degree February afternoon. Rumor has it The Weiner Dogg farted (SBD, IMO). Anywho, after hanging out for a while in the warm sun, I stepped into the gym in the other building and did one pull up. Just one. That was it. That was all I could do. Sigh. I'm now slow AND weak. This is not acceptable. If things continue like this, my kids will be able to kick my ass by the time they're five years old, and I won't be able to run away.
I'm adding another wrinkle to my training. I need to be able to do at least 10 pull ups by August, when Cupcake is due with Junior Jr.
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