“Woody Woodpeckers” – the name my buddy bestowed upon the extremely short range of motion pushups he’s witnessed me do to infinity
Now see, I get shit from many for the woody woodpeckers, I do them anyway – they’re a part of me, my daily pushups, and though “cheating” according to many, as if in a bad way, they are in a way “cheating” in the best of ways…
I get a serious pump in my pressing muscles, generally two to three times a day – all the mini sessions of pushups which keep me sane via feeding the high frequency beast, that animal locked away inside me.
My bench increases always and forever since for always and forever I’ve been doing daily pushups.
You push to where you’re starting to gas, a quick 100 clip, banged out, and that 100th rep YOU HAVE TO LOCK OUT – this rep is the strength effect, everything else the pump, the preparty, the base building, the I’m about to make it worthwhile AND DOING SO
You do millions of sets of 30, of 50, over the years, and the body gets used to sustained effort while building power.
The 100, earn it earn it earn it, the 100th a sweat taste on the daily – 10 supersets of 100 jump rope and 100 woody woodpeckers – freakish ability ;
built anywhere (in the public eye)
A million reps and you can put people on your back.
A million reps and you don’t EVER need to warm up the upper body – it’s there, ready to go, maintained in the state of readiness.
I amp up via pushups.
AMP UP! AMPED UP! Arroo!
The kitchen floor sacred space – where I get most done.
The beauty in how it travels, the perfect logistics, the kitchen, the bathroom, rest stop, beach…hotel, motel, who needs a gym – use it when you’ve got it AT THE HOLIDAY INN! lol
The “woody woodpecker” always with me.
Persistence & Tenacity