Competitive Nature

Never have been good and turning down a challenge, so was happy to oblige my new friend Rob with a push-up duel a few weeks ago at the local pub. I won, with a meager 26 push-ups. Although I felt good about winning, the man had had a few cocktails prior to the impromptu bout.

A rematch was requested, and I was more than willing to battle again, the rematch set for March 12th. With a small audience this time, and an unwitting individual to keep official count, I again trounced the poor man; this time with a more suitable number of 37 push-ups.

Surprise, surprise that another rematch has been scheduled for 2 weeks from the date. Wish me luck!
I was later retold this story from my friend BK:

Older man: "Did somebody fall?"

BK: "No, they're having a push-up contest"

OM: "Who?"

BK: "She's an Italian school teacher; he's an ex-marine"

OM: "My money's on the girl"

Hmmm, maybe I could make some extra cash.... :o)