MiddleInitialK's Sensei is not named Splinter

There's no backing out now.

As I understand it, in this day and age, signaling one's commitment to something via the pixels of a blog is tantamount to a covenant with God. And so it is in anticipation of Atlas' shoulder cramps that I hereby proclaim: by the end of the summer we'll be doing 1,000 push ups a day.

This began with MiddleInitialK's casual retelling of his Judo sensei's casual remark: "If you do 1,000 push ups in a day, you're in good shape." Bear in mind MIK paid as many as forty dollars for the privilege of this man's attention and wisdom over the course of a semester. As I saw it then and still see it now, it is not for us to question a man deemed fit (deemed, mind you, by an athletic department slathered in majestic purple) to direct people how best to fall down on gym mats.

And so our journey of self-exploration begins. MIK's already up to 250, while I have inched up to 120. But think not that our paltry efforts doom us to failure, for we have been joined by another, my cousin, for whom I haven't yet thought of a clever name. He'll probably be Zoyashi G.

Come back for regularly updated pictures of our guns.