You Are the Artist
You are unique and inspired. You aren’t happy unless you are making art of some sort.
Almost anything can be a catalyst for your creativity. You find the whole world stimulating.
You have beautiful visions, and you’re good at expressing them. You like people to see what you see.
You also have an inventor’s spirit. You’re always thinking up new ideas and concepts. What’s Your Life’s Mission?
- Jimmy: I don't care what anybody says and nothing against Jason Bateman. You were the best Teen Wolf.
- M.J. Fox: I was very happy with that. I was very happy that I avoided the second one.
Latest test results: 18 pull-ups in a row (surprise, surprise…surprise?).
*smh* STILL short of 20. Too bad this program wasn’t titled the Eighteen Pull-Ups Challenge. Cuz I would’ve killed that challenge multiple times by now. And I’m not trying to cop a plea here, but I only had about 5.5 hours of sleep last night yet decided to give it a shot anyway because I was feeling confident (I’ll try it again after a full night’s rest). Anyways, to ensure that tonight’s latest failed effort was not in vain, I worked it into an impromptu full training session.
Pull-ups (based on…ah fcuk it, MAX out on every set):
And that caps off the most pull-ups I’ve ever done in one total session (with about 2-3 minutes rest in between sets, of course). If there’s one thing that’s more consistent than my hitting 18 consecutive reps tops, it’s that my muscles fail at the 15th rep (everything after that comes from pure adrenaline and stubborn determination…and a lot of swearing/grunting). Whether there’s a mental block there or not, I don’t know. Either way, I clearly have to work on getting my failure point past 15…or somehow find 5 pull-ups worth of reserve energy after being completely drained in the process. This result better not be perpetual; more specifically, I want progress! (do you hear that, body of mine?) The saga continues…