..is the number of push-ups I will have done when I see my goal through to the end: 66,962 — give or take, as in, if I miss up to my 10 allotted days (which I’d rather not be that guy), then I’ll only have done say… 66,904, or whatever.
It wasn’t easy to figure that number up, after many failed opportunities to find a formula I went the old fashioned route, added them up in a calculator in sections of 20, thus I know that by the end of day 60: 1830. Day 200: 20,500. Day 320: 51,527.
It is crazy to think that I could be embarking on a personal journey that will end with me having completed over 50 thousand of any one thing. I’ll learn perseverance, I suppose.
I’m forced to ponder what one looks like physically after 66 thousand push-ups, perhaps I’ll be shaped like a gorilla, all chest, back and arms. Sort of like this:
As opposed to how I look now:
Minus the bow tie, of course. I wouldn’t know the first thing about maneuvering such a contraption.
I’m beginning to think I should have stuck with my green suspenders and pink hot pants, left this push-up goal for the monkeys with the biceps.
Dude…you should totally do one of those time lapse photo collections. You could post pics of your new biceps as they evolve at 20, 30, 40 thousands pounds of granite! Boom Baby!