Alien arms

During my first semester of college, I was in the dorm computer lab working on a group project for Biology 100. It seems like all I ever did my first semester of college was study for Biology 100 tests and work on group projects for Biology 100. My group members had each written part of the final paper, and we were meeting to combine all the parts into a finished whole paper.

I happened to be sitting at the computer doing the actual typing. As I sat with my hands on the keyboard, ready to type the next transition sentence, a boy in my group said, "You have alien arms." The group project quickly digressed into a discussion of alien films, and whether or not my arms did indeed resemble alien arms. I'm pretty sure I wrote about it all in my journal.

Jack said something to me about my skinny arms once, and I told him the alien arm story. He thought it was hilarious, and has since warned me to be careful carrying my kids, pushing strollers, and opening doors and jars lest I injure or break my alien arms.

In an effort to reverse some minor wrist pain and strengthen my arms, which get very little working out other than carrying my heavy kids, pushing strollers, and opening doors and jars (which apparently has been working fine, since I won an arm wrestling contest on New Year's Eve) I recently started the hundred push ups training program.

The claim is that by following the training program, you can go from being able to do zero push ups to one hundred push ups in six weeks. I'm already on week two. I still have to do girl push ups because I'm not called alien arms for nothing. But I am definitely seeing progress. I'll let you know how it goes.