So, I’ve been watching a bit more wrestling lately. You know, just flipping channels, seeing what’s on. And Rhea Ripley, she catches your eye. You see someone like that, so strong, the whole look, the attitude. Makes you think, doesn’t it?
I got this idea, maybe a bit silly. Thought I’d try and get a bit more serious about my own fitness again. Not trying to look like her, obviously, that’s crazy talk and a full-time job for them. But just, you know, feeling a bit stronger, healthier. Inspired, I guess you could say.
My Little Experiment
So, I decided to actually do something about it. Not just think. First step, gotta figure out what to actually do. I didn’t go crazy searching for exact routines, figured that’s probably nuts. Just looked up some basic strength stuff, things you can do at home mostly.
- Push-ups, or at least trying to do more.
- Some dumbbell stuff I had lying around collecting dust.
- Bodyweight squats, lunges, that kind of thing.
- Tried adding some planks, core work. Heard that’s important.
Sounds simple, right? Well, let me tell you.
The Reality Check
First day, full of motivation. Got through it. Felt good, kinda sore, but good. Day two? A bit harder to get started. Muscles were definitely complaining. By day three, finding excuses was getting real easy. The couch looked way more appealing.
Consistency is tough. That’s the main thing I remembered from this little practice run. You see these athletes, like Rhea, on TV. They make it look effortless, part of who they are. But behind that is just hours and hours, day after day, of grind. Showing up even when you don’t feel like it. That’s the hard part they don’t always show.
I tried to stick with it for a couple of weeks. Did I become super fit? Nah. Did I get a bit better? Maybe slightly. But the biggest thing I practiced wasn’t the exercises themselves. It was practicing getting off my butt when I didn’t want to. Sometimes I managed, sometimes I didn’t.
It’s funny how watching someone else’s peak performance can spark something in you, but then you immediately bump into your own everyday limitations. It’s not about becoming Rhea Ripley, it’s just about maybe becoming a slightly better version of yourself, one push-up, or one less excuse, at a time. Still working on that last part, honestly. It’s a process, always is.
