Over one of our upstairs doorways, there is a metal bar, which resembles something like a torture device. In reality, it’s a piece of exercise equipment, designed to help fitness-seekers practice pull-ups.
And it mocks me on a daily basis…
I have to admit that I’ve always wanted to have the upper-body strength to be able to pull myself up on that bar. I’d even settle for once to start. But right now, it’s all I can do to just hang there and carry my weight. And using just arm strength to carry my entire body-weight is a lot tougher than I thought it would be. In fact, it kind of makes me appreciate my legs more.
Which brings me to another point… You know those action-movie scenes where the guy hangs from the bottom of a helicopter and is flown to some safer spot where there isn’t machine gun fire and explosions? So not as easy as it looks. Not that I’ve hung from a helicopter, but I’m not having an easy time hanging from my doorway. Sooooo, yeah, I’m pretty sure that if you threw a helicopter and heights into the mix, I’d take my chances with falling into the ocean.
I did notice this morning that I was able to lift myself up a little. Just a bit. Just enough to let me know that a pull-up is not out of the question. It’s just something that I have to work towards.
So you read it here first, folks. I’m going to start practicing and working my way up to completing my first pull-up, at which point I’ll hopefully find the strength to do a couple.
The only question is, how long will it take me to get there?
Have you ever completed a pull-up? How about hung from a helicopter while it was flying? (Tom Cruise, this is your chance to brag here).