Puntabulous

After staring at myself in the mirror with my shirt off for about 15 solid minutes, giving myself that look you reserve only for times when you’re staring at yourself in the mirror with your shirt off, I convinced myself it was time to take action.

I decided it was time to do push-ups.

I know, right? What was I thinking? I’m not sure what I was thinking before I started doing push-ups, but I can tell you what I was thinking while I was doing push-ups:

Push-up #1: “Alright! Going good!”
Push-up #2: “See, this isn’t so bad!”
Push-up #3: “Wow Craig! You are a stud!”
Push-up #4: “I am going to be buff in no time!”
Push-up #5: “That tingling feeling in my arms sure feels funny!”
Push-up #6: “Oh! I guess that’s what they call ‘feeling the burn’. Cool!”
Push-up #7: “Have I really never felt ‘the burn’ before?”
Push-up #8: “That’s terrible of me!”
Push-up #9: “Well that’s all going to end starting tonight!”
Push-up #10: “If only everyone had my perseverance!”
Push-up #11: “He’s a brick! Bum bum bum bum! House!”
Push-up #12: “Alright, I’m getting a bit tired.”
Push-up #13: “Wait! Ow! This hurts!”
Push-up #14: “Oh shit! This is what they mean by ‘the burn’? It really does burn!”
Push-up #15: “Okay Craig! Just make it to twenty! You can do it!”
Push-up #16: “Oh dear god! No I can’t!”
Push-up #17: “It hurts! It hurts!”
Push-up #18: “I think I’m starting to have heart palpatines!”
Push-up #19: “Tell mom not to cry. I led a good life!”
Push-up #20: BLACK OUT

Dramatic? Possibly. True Story? Definitely.