One task completed this week:
Manage ten real sit-ups. (10/10)
I’ve been gradually building up from one and I reached ten a while back, but Spud told me I was doing them wrong so I had to start again.
We have been encouraging each other. He will walk into the room and quietly ask, ‘Have you done your sit-ups today?’ The answer is always ‘No.’ He then barks at me to drop and give him three-seven-nine-whatever number I’m up to, plus one.
I did my first proper ten yesterday and I can already feel the difference in my stomach: intense pain and an inability to straighten up.
We are encouraging each other for two reasons: to get fit, and to get girls (that last bit is just him). He has reached 50 sit-ups, 50 press-ups, morning and evening; and ten pull-ups on the crossbar of the swings in the park. He excitedly showed his Dad and I the real lump in his bicep that has started to appear; not one of those imaginary ones we’ve been feeling since he was three.
He is also fixing up his bike and intends to ride it many miles every day. I guess the child is serious. Those girls had better look out: there’s a new boy in town and he’s got a bumpy bicep.
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