Dina Widlake takes a risk and learns how to grab life by the pull-up bars.
That pull-up bar mocks me. I cannot be the only one who experiences it.
Messages pour like party confetti, scrappy little echoes from the distant past as I look up—only I’m not celebrating. I am being mocked.
I hear those words: “Girls aren’t built to do pull-ups. They aren’t designed to have that kind of upper-body strength. It’s unnatural for girls to do pull-ups. You can’t do them.”
Or can you?