I have been pushing myself during my workouts. Since my time to run is shorter, I've been increasing the speed or the incline. Also, I've started to do.... push-ups.
I hate push ups. I have never been able to do them. Even now, I do fake half ones, on my knees, and I still have a hard time.
Today I had a hard time. Even though I've been able to do this much in the past, it was harder today, for whatever reason. At the end of the workout, I was almost in tears and my arms were shaking. I was whispering, "I can't do it. I can't do it. I need to stop."
And Andy reached out and patted my arm. "Don't worry, Mom. I LOVE you!"
3 comments:
This is the best. The best ever.
love that kid.
makes my heart melt!
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