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Holy shit, guys. It actually works.

In which even 10-day breaks don’t seem to lower the efficacy of these nifty little free programs.

Okay, so I told you I’m doing these online exercise thingies, right? Where you do, like, an “exhaustion test” (that’s some kind of sporty-person lingo, apparently) and compare your results with this little table which tells you how many reps to perform per set, and after not very long you can suddenly do, like, a surprising number of reps of these exercisey things?

You’re supposed to do the program three times a week, but in looking at my logs it appears that I skipped an entire week once. Which totally sounds like me.

And yet!, today I did 132 squats, 202 crunches, and 50 (modified, girl-style) push-ups!

Did you hear what I just said? Fifty fucking PUSH-UPS, people! You know how many reps I could do when I started? Six. Six push-ups. So we’re dealing here with demonstrable improvement in body strength.

Plus I did over two hundred sit-ups today! Soon I’ll be able to do them consecutively. How cool will that be?

Since there’s a chin-up bar all handy in the basement, I’ll probably be doing the Twenty-five Pullups program when it launches. The last time I checked, I was able to do a total of ZERO CONSECUTIVE PULL-UPS, because girls and the upper body strength? Not so much. We’ll see if that’s changed after the other stuff.

Here are the links again, if you want to check them out:

Two Hundred Squats
Two Hundred Situps
One Hundred Pushups

(There are matching iPhone apps, but they cost a couple bucks each.)

Anyway.

In other news, here’s a link to The Hacker’s Diet, because it’s both geeky and tota11y full of teh win.

Let it be known that I’m so non-sporty I don’t even have a blog category for exercise.

Last Night

In which I am totally reaching for material, here. Totally.

RB picked me up after work and took me to the studio, where he played a new song he’d written for me to sing (a kick-ass blues/R&B number I wish I’d written myself about leavin’ your man), helped me learn a run in another original that I’d been totally bricking, asked me my opinion on a drum track (it just laid there), and gave me A SUPER BITCHIN’ TAMBOURINE. “Now you can’t say I never gave you nothin’,” he announced.

Then we went to the Mill Creek Brew Pub and met this dude who used to play pool with Doc Severinson.

After that, I went home and went to bed. ZzzzzZzzZzzzz.

This morning I woke up and did the sit-ups and push-ups and leg lifts that I did not do before bed last night, and then fell back asleep ’cause that’s how I roll. Then I got up, had a breakfast sandwich, showered, dressed, and then walked briskly to work.

Briskly. Gah. If only I could exercise while asleep… that’d be ideal.