Day Eight - One For Good Luck Two For Good Looks

Wow day eight...  What can I say about day eight.  I made it past a week!!!! Wow this is tough but I hope the more I keep doing it, the better I get.  Back to arms and back today.  Push -ups and pull-up.  Have I ever mentioned how bad I am at these.  Wow I hope I am getting stronger.  At least the warm ups are getting better.  So we start.  I am not doing much better than last time.  Time for the first set off pull-ups.  I almost start to run up my stairs.  I remember my lesson from earlier and I quickly walk up the stairs.  First set go okay.  Then quickly down stairs.  Next set of push-up... Okay but I am still horrible.  "30" Are you serious? 30?  Man I and pushing to get 3-5 maybe 7 and then I have to go to my knees.  Wow what happened to me? Back in high school I would do so many more than this.  If time travel was possible, I would go back in time and let me kick my own butt. After a whole bunch of more sets of this and that it comes to my worst enemy of this workout.  Under the fence push-ups.  Oh these if you saw me doing them it would give you a good laugh.  So in this exercise you get into a push-up position and stick your butt into the air. Kinda like a downward dog in yoga except your legs are spread apart.  Then you dip like you are going under a fence but you stay on your toes and hands.  About four in I am grunting.  Six I am shaking like a leaf.  I think I cant do any more.  "Okay one more." I say. Down shake, shake, shake.  Up, shake, shake, shake.  Can I do one more?  I decide not too.  Don't think that I am giving up. NO!! I still got another set of all these exercises.  This is where it gets messy.  Next set starts. I am sweating horribly.  What's going on? I haven't sweated this bad except for these last two workouts.  Have my pours suddenly decided that they now want to sweat?  Why not the first workout.  I was struggling more than I am now.  Huh I'm not struggling as bad now as I did the first day.  NOW IT'S TIME TO BRING IT!!!  I then get my new motto for some of these sets.  Tony has his own. "Five more in my brain. Can my body match my brain."  I like his.  But I also really like mine.  "One for good luck, two for good looks."  When I get to the point where I don't think I can do any more.  I give myself this little motto and go for the extra.  It pushes me to the limit.  Get through to about the end when my enemy shows back up...  Oh this is going to hurt.  The first few go pretty good.  Then it feels like I hit a wall.  Okay time for the motto.  One very shaky. Two I make it down.  I start back up and so much for the good looks part as I face plant onto the side of my face.  Do I try to catch myself?  Of course not.  I just let myself fall.  Wow this one was hard.  As I am panting on the floor; that awful music starts up.  Ab Ripper X...  Oh man the bane of my existence.  I am pretty sure that my mass below my chest and above my legs will kill me soon.  To make a long story short; there are still parts of that workout that I have the hardest time doing.  It doesn't stop me from trying.  Although during this part I sometime wish it did.  I do my best and forget the rest.