I am a woman and I fully admit that most men are stronger than me. Just a fact. Before you get all huffy and stuff, I also acknowledge that I am a physically weak woman and most women are stronger than me. Basically, most of humanity is stronger than me physically. I am okay with this.
I am okay with this most of the time. Occasionally, I get to thinking things like, “what if I fall of a cliff or get shot out of a window? Who would pull me up because I know I couldn’t?” Then I dwell on this some more and I have to ask, “how am I even dangling from the ledge in the first place? I’m probably not even strong enough to catch myself from falling to my death.”
It is at times like these I think I should work out. Then I remember I cannot do a push-up. Seriously, my arms just won’t. I cannot even do ten “reduced twig arm” push-ups (formerly know as the “girly” push-up). I am dying by number 5.