I tried to do some press-ups this morning.
If The Wife had been awake no doubt ribs would have been cracked due to laughing at my attempt(s).
Yes, I was somewhat hampered in my efforts. Well, I say hampered: rolling from your feet to your hands and back again makes doing press-ups quite an easy past-time.
I actually had to arch my back to do proper press-ups. I managed three. Don’t talk to me about crunches.

‹oh the shame›