Once upon a time, me and my friend Marre did push-ups in my kitchen. 50. Just like that. Then I quit gymnastics.
Yesterday, I was told "It's time for the push-ups. Let's try 25." I did 30. Just like that. But I could have done more.
That's generally how I feel. I could always have done more.
However, that is a feeling that will take you nowhere in life. To look in the side mirror and think that you could have done more will take you nowhere but bad places. Sometimes it's hard, but I try to work on it.
Today is a day when I would have needed a great workout. Somebody that would have told me "Drop down and give me 50." And I would have done it. Because I'm a strong woman. A good strong woman who takes care of herself.