This week marks a unique situation where the entry was drawn in absentia, as I was too busy partying it up in Broomfield.
I don't know who this is |
So, a kind stranger, lets call him Julio did the drawing for me. The result a very imposing and sad-making one.
Forecast calls for failure |
Let me crunch some numbers and get back to you all.
Wednesday Update
I bet you thought I had given up. That the failure of attempting to crash a wedding, and looming impossibility of push ups had finally crushed my hope.
Well if years of participation trophies, "let's just be friend talks", and "at least you tried" speeches couldn't do it, what chance do a few hundred push ups have?
The truth is, that 500 sure sounds like a big number, when spread across an entire day, its dissapointingly easy.
I started out bright and early around 8 Am, and in intervals of 10-20 push ups at a time, wrapped up around Midnight that night with number 500.
Times 500 |
And this:
because, why not? |
And what did we learn?
Well, we learned that the law of averages can give as well as take away. We learned that even though you can spread 500 push ups across an entire day, you will still be sore the next day. And we learned that doing push ups in the park, in the store and around town doesn't get you as many strange looks as you'd think.
Finally, we learned that if you ever want to have a fun thing to brag about you too can easily do a large number of push ups in a day, and the brag will be infinitely more impressive than the execution. But isn't that true of all the stories we tell?
They can't all be winners folks.
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