I can’t even do one.
And that’s exactly what I have been obsessing for the past couple of days.
Rummaging through a number of articles and videos online, I can’t help myself but wanting to do at least 5.
Not regarding the numerous benefits that I may get in doing this exercise, but simply to do one.
I’m turning 35 soon. And it feels like I have been missing so much in my life. Worse, not being able to do things that I love because I chose the other way.
But hereon, I am going to do a pull up.
A new fire that I have found in the “lift” hours of the morning. No sleep. But spirit up.