I hope Ralph Wiggum of "The Simpsons" will forgive my paraphrasing him (though I feel confident he wouldn't know what "paraphrase" means anyway), but it seemed appropriate.
Thanks to my more-ambitious husband taking on the 100 Pushups challenge--made easier to follow with a spiffy iPhone app--I have felt moved to voluntarily do multiple pushups with the intent of doing a number that honestly, right now, seems unpossible.
First off, I should admit that I'm doing the "girl version" of pushups, on my knees instead of on my toes, because after checking my form in the mirror I realized my boy pushups amounted to more of a spasm than an actual strength-building press. My theory is, if I can get to 100 girl pushups, then surely I will have built the strength to knock off about 10 boy pushups, which would be a goal that seems reasonable to me.
That said, I have only done the first few days of the pushup challenge and it's already really, really hard. But I've done about 50 total in 5 sets, which is a huge accomplishment for me. I'm now a total bad ass. Like Ralph Wiggum.