Gazing around the strength room, while standing at my station, I remember seeing a purple-faced meat-head type in the corner giving me the “what’s that girl doing in here” look (or that's how it felt). I was a little self-conscious about what I was going to do, in case I would publicly fail in the attempt and confirm the weakness Mr Meat-head saw in me. Then, with a nudge of confidence from envisioning Sarah Connor from T2, I re-focused my attention to the target … THE PULL-UP BAR!
My sweaty hands grabbed hold of the bar far above my head and, after dangling there helplessly for a split-second, I went for it; squeezing with all my might, knees curling, shoulders shrugging a little as I made it to the bar and achieved my very first Pull-Up!
But I wasn’t finished there …
Adrenaline now pumping through my body, heart in mouth, legs quivering like crazy, I said out loud:
“ONE MORE!”
With every ounce of effort, my chin made it over the bar once again!
Stepping down, shaking and giggling (yes giggling), I smiled from ear to ear with beaming pride, I glanced over to Mr Meat-head who simply nodded with approval and respect.
I DID IT!
This is why I created Pull-Up Academy: To help other budding Sarah Connor's to do the same!