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Yesterday's workout more than made up for Tuesday's screwed up evening. (And yes, I am very aware that the benefits come from the sum of consistent physical activity, rather than each workout individually - but when the stress relief doesn't come from a workout, it's very disappointing indeed.) Truly you guys, I kicked my butt, and I saw results - which really is the best part. I did 3 sets of 10 actual push-ups. And then I tried to do 15 more, but I had to revert to assisted push-ups. (Assisted. Not "Girl". So rude. Whatever man thought up that phraseology, and poo on all of us women who continue to use it. They're assisted push-ups, able to be used just as effectively by men as women. Girl-push-ups my foot.) I can't tell you how awesome it felt to keep going back to set after set of full-body pushups. Yes my form needs improvement, but I felt that additional strength. In the beginning of this re-commitment to working out, I could barely do 3 sets of 10 assisted push-ups. Seriously. My very first day I had to space my sets out literally throughout the evening and finish them at home because I was so sore. So that is quite an impressive improvement, if I may say so myself. I am one proud mama this morning. And it's Wednesday! Not too shabby at all.