Push ups and pull-ups, too.
It all felt a little too easy, which I forget is how it’s supposed to feel at the beginning. That’s how you ease into things. I am not the easing into things type (if you don’t already know me). But it’s a good reminder that slow and steady (and consistent) just might be the way to go. Because – well – my other methods haven’t exactly rendered tell-worthy results as of yet.
Tomorrow I set off to see my Momma and littlest sister. It’s been a solid 6 years since I’ve mad this trip, so I’m pretty excited to be heading back home. It doesn’t hurt that I’ll be greeted with warm, sunny days!