I’m sore as hell ya’ll, and I blame American Ninja Warrior.
It all started on the 4th of July. The D-man and I had just discovered/binge watched American Ninja Warrior, and then we drank a
little , watched the fireworks, saw a mini-horse chariot, and drank a little more. Don’t judge! It was the first 4th of July that we’d had off together in seven years.
Cool, cool, but the fun was only beginning.
When we got back home, we returned to our American Ninja Warrior marathon, and that’s when I had a “brilliant idea”.
Derek has a chin-up bar mounted above the door in our spare bedroom, so I decided to “beast” it. That’s when I rediscovered that I have the upper-body strength of a newborn baby…bobbly head and all. I can literally do zero pull-ups. I scaled the wall with my legs while singing my original “American Ninja Warrior” song, and managed to get my head above the bar, but Derek says it doesn’t count. Maybe it doesn’t, but my song is awesome, and it goes a little something like this…American Ninja Warrior, American Ninja Warrior, American Ninja WARRIOR! I don’t exactly know where my amazing lyric writing inspiration came from. The words just flowed.😝
Since the 4th, I’ve tried to do a pull-up everyday, to no avail. I am very competitive by nature, so this freaking kills me! The pull-up bar taunts me, and I won’t rest until I make it to the top, with or without a little liquid courage.
And for the rest of us, enjoy this video from “The Try Guys”, via Buzzfeed. They try too!
I will be at the beach for the next few days, but I promise I’ll catch up just as soon as we’re back.