Proverbs… such wisdom and encouragement… and a measuring stick that always finds me wanting. *sigh* That Proverbs woman… I tell ya. Some times I think she’s the epitome of Wonder Woman, just in biblical times…flying her cape bold and proud, while I tread water and flounder. Sometimes I just wanna smack that Prov 31 woman.
“And [she] makes her arms strong.” Proverbs 31:7b
That being said –
Some time just before my surgery, I came across 100 Push Ups and could sadly do errr, ahem, 3. Yes, 3. I was anemic, horribly overweight, and just plain out-of-shape.
That was then, and this, this is now.
I got over the surgery (got over the anemia) lost a ‘butt-load’ of weight (I’ll tell you more about that soon with photos, etc, I promise), and tried those push-ups again.
Three weeks ago I tested myself and could do 15 push ups, putting me in the ‘not a terrible weakling, but no where near strong’ (my self imposed category) and have been going ‘strong’ ever since. Strong meaning some days my arms feel like J-E-L-L-O, but I’m getting stronger and by the end of six short weeks I should be able to pump out 100 push ups at one time. How seriously cool will that be?
And then I can check one more thing off the Proverbs 31 woman list.
You can do it, join me, I dare ya.~G
