FIVE. WEEKS. FUCKING. DONE.

Oh yeah, you read it right (and I am so amped that the F word is the only word to fit my emotion, haha). I felt great going into tonight, and actually my arms felt great (up until I hit #50 in my max set, heh – more on that later though). I turned on the music so Gracie could “D” (that is what she calls dancing – and she loves to dance). And actually, the music helped amp me up a little more. I stuck as close to the 45 second rests as I could, and actually did a great job of it.

13, 13, 15, 15, 12, 12, 10, 60! (max set, minimum of 30)

Now about my max set. I said Tuesday that I was going to do my damnedest to hit 60, and if I didn’t I would do Week 5 over again. I started going in the set, and it felt good – but I kept thinking “no way will I hit 60.” I kept going, and with each new pushup, I thought, “Maybe I CAN hit 60.” I got into the 40’s and my arms start to shake, and I thought about just giving up there (the min. was 30, and the site says you should shoot for 46 – since that is the min. for Week 6). But I kept going. Each pushup, more shaking. I hit 50 (my previous high) and though “HOLY CRAP! 10 MORE!” 51…slowing down. 52…my arms would barely go up. 53…must…push…harder. 54…I stop, and sit at the top of my pushup for a few seconds. I go down to my knees, barely able to move my arms. But damn it – I don’t need arms to get to 60! I am GOING to get to 60! So I got back down, and did the slowest 6 pushups ever. But I got them through. I jumped to my knees and to my feet after 60, and did the weakest fist pump ever (mainly because I could barely lift my arms). Thankfully, typing doesn’t require the arms to be up

So despite TECHNICALLY doing 54 in a row, I am counting it as 60. And I am moving on to Week 6 (as long as I can pass the progress test, which I know I will). The final week. All or nothing here. I will not be surprised if I have to do Week 6 more than once, but hey. I have made it this far – gotta see it through now, right? Booyah.

After-thought: I did 150 pushups tonight. Holy. Crap.