When I was a kid, I took piano lessons for over a decade.
One day, I told my teacher I was much more comfortable playing in sharp keys than flat ones, and guess what that crazy B did? She proceeded to only pick songs with flats from then on. Price of honesty, folks.
I remember being mad. Why did I have to open my big mouth?? Now I’m stuck with all these stupid flat songs that are impossible to play.
I bet you know what happened next. Eventually, after months of torture, I flip-flopped. Turned into a Flat Girl, against all odds.
To this day, I’m better at flats than sharps. And it’s weird that it was ever the other way around.
Push-ups are my fitness version of flats. I used to hate them, but it was mostly because I couldn’t do them.
When chipper group fitness instructors would demand push-ups “and not the girly kind!” I would rebel in my head. But we are girls!! Girls have less upper body strength than guys do! And dangit, I can barely even do these on my knees! Is 3 enough??
It took awhile, but eventually–after some major growing pains–I got out of my own way and realized I could actually do push-ups. Real ones. Several of them.
So now, of course, I love ’em. I mean, not actual love, like I’m literally having the time of my life doing push-ups. But I’m empowered by them. And I don’t hate them at all anymore.
You probably want to bust me with the whole “the opposite of hate is indifference” thing, but my feelings towards push-ups are further boosted by the fact that I think they’re one of the most effective exercises you can possibly do for your body.
One of two–and the other is planks.
And that’s why I bring you today: the push-up/plank waterfall.
As push-ups go down, plank lengths go up. Just make sure you build in plenty of time for REST between sets. You’ll need it.
I did a version of this last night–or, really, I did a couple pieces of a couple versions of this. The way I originally wrote this ended up being waaaay too hard. Like stupid hard. Like start-modifying-things-2-minutes-in hard.
So this is Version 3, and I’m finally happy with it. I balanced out my mangled testing/rewriting workout with a 10-minute run last night and threw in the towel.
Is there something you used to hate that, with some growing pains, you learned to love?