So there is one device at the gym that I just could not do. It's an ab slant board. You tuck your legs up into it and lay back in a decline position. You are to basically do a sit up from that position, reaching your arms forward.
When my trainer had me try it on December 10th, I couldn't even get my shoulders off the darn thing. I blogged about it HERE.
I made a vow that I would win and not let that stinkin' machine beat me. I have been doing crunches and sit-ups fairly regularly since then.
This past Monday, after a vigorous workout, the trainer said he had one last thing for me to do, and pointed to the ab slant board. He said, "I know, you hate me."
I smiled and said, "Not at all."
He asked if I need help getting in it (in the past I needed help.)
I said, "No thanks. I've got this." (with a big smile on my face.)
He held his clipboard just above my hands to create a target for me to try to reach. I pushed the clipboard a little farther away. And kept smiling.
He said, "Oh really?"
And I said, "Watch me."
And I proceeded to kill two sets of 12 each, in perfect form, reaching the higher target.
In your face, ab slant machine.