Shake out your arms. Feeling good & ready to get back to the push-ups? Here we go:

20 push-ups, 10 squats, 10 V-ups
15 push-up, 10 squats, 10 V-ups
10 push-ups, 10 squats, 10 V-ups
15 push-up, 10 squats, 10 V-ups
20 push-ups, 10 squats, 10 V-ups

Break this up into as many pieces as necessary to have every last one of your push-ups be all the way down to the ground.

Our poem in day 21 of our Push-ups + Poems is by Sherman Alexie. Before he became famous for his short story collections (The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven, The Toughest Indian in the World) and his National Book Award winning young adult novel The Absolutely True Story of a Part-Time Indian, Sherman Alexie was a poet.

The Powwow at the End of the World
Sherman Alexie (1996)

I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall
after an Indian woman puts her shoulder to the Grand Coulee Dam
and topples it. I am told by many of you that I must forgive
and so I shall after the floodwaters burst each successive dam
downriver from the Grand Coulee. I am told by many of you
that I must forgive and so I shall after the floodwaters find
their way to the mouth of the Columbia River as it enters the Pacific
and causes all of it to rise. I am told by many of you that I must forgive
and so I shall after the first drop of floodwater is swallowed by that salmon
waiting in the Pacific. I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall
after that salmon swims upstream, through the mouth of the Columbia
and then past the flooded cities, broken dams and abandoned reactors
of Hanford. I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall
after that salmon swims through the mouth of the Spokane River
as it meets the Columbia, then upstream, until it arrives
in the shallows of a secret bay on the reservation where I wait alone.
I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall after
that salmon leaps into the night air above the water, throws
a lightning bolt at the brush near my feet, and starts the fire
which will lead all of the lost Indians home. I am told
by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall
after we Indians have gathered around the fire with that salmon
who has three stories it must tell before sunrise: one story will teach us
how to pray; another story will make us laugh for hours;
the third story will give us reason to dance. I am told by many
of you that I must forgive and so I shall when I am dancing
with my tribe during the powwow at the end of the world.