A little friendly competition never hurts, right?
But what if your competitor is your spouse? mmmm....not so great for the pride...but still...I'm a force to be reckoned with. If he can do it, I can do it (or so my mind thinks--with the exception of pull ups!)
Anyway....the point is, Matt and I had a total impulsive "show down" doing push ups the other night. It started out with me busting out 30 push-ups (on toes). Then he jumped down and did 30. So I hopped down and did 30 more. So he hopped down and did 30 more. (we're at 60). Down I go again for another 20, which he again matched--and added another 20 to (he's at 100). Of course...I wasn't going down without a fight...so I began pushing them out---ALL on my toes...ALL the way to ONE HUNDRED!
Yes, girls and boys, in just a matter of minutes, I did 100 boy push ups right along with my hunky hubby. WHO KNEW??
The most I have ever even attempted before was 50 (and that was in the fit test).
Since I'm telling of fitness victories...I also want to add that when I did the fit test last time (a few months ago) I also held my wall squat for just a little under 6 minutes!
I thought it was hard holding for 1 1/2 minutes in P90X Legs & Back but let me just tell you...after about the 3-4 minute mark, your legs actually go numb and you feel like you could just hold and hold and hold...but eventually..they WILL give out on you and you will land on your tush. :o)
One lesson I learned through this...husbands don't particularly find it attractive that their wives are as tough as them. Matt is WAY WAY WAY stronger than me...but my endurance is right up there (or above) his. I don't think I did myself any favors by "showing him up" with my impressive push up skills or wall squats. hmph!....oh well. I shocked my own socks off...and that counts for something! :o)