Whew! That was a long but savored blog-break. Thank you, Person Currently Reading This, for currently reading this. I’m not planning to disappear for so long again.
Of course, it was Christmas and New Year’s Eve. As I alluded to previously, Deepak and I have a young tradition of spending Christmas Eve and my aunt and uncle’s house in Manhattan Beach, then flying out Christmas Day to see his family. The trip back to New England (where his family lives) requires us to muster up our long-mothballed old winter clothes — what’s left of them after living for years and in several different residences in Southern California, at least — and steel ourselves for a week or so of early sunsets (3p in Boston is, lighting-wise, practically the middle of the night!) and well-intentioned but taxing familial scrutiny.
Now, the familial scrutiny from Deepak’s side of the family isn’t like the kind from mine. Pu family relatives can tend to gawk, point and remain eerily silent, until they leave your sight and your ears practically combust off the side of your head due to your being feverishly discussed behind closed doors.
On the other hand, Deepak’s family has been effusive and attentive each time I’ve seen them. I’ve met most of them before, so on this latest trip, it was a combination of saying hello again to some and being warmly introduced to others.
I am tres jaloux of your mad upper body strength! That handy vice presidents placard beside you is pretty boss, too.
Thank you! That VP magnet lists out history’s supposed “Five Worst Vice Presidents of All Time.” What happened to not speaking ill of the dead?
Have you tried a pull-up? I had just assumed I couldn’t do it, but after a string of motivational trash-talking from Deepak, I jumped on the bar and found I could do at least one with no problem. Perhaps have Joey light a (figurative?) fire under your derrière and see if you’ve got a single rep in you!
Haha, sadly, I have tried, and just can’t muster it. I am a fearless fitness warrior EXCEPT for unassisted pullups and box jumps. The latter has to do with my fear of heights/falling (when I try it, I become physically unable to move), but I can do several assisted pullups (weighted gym machine), so perhaps there’s hope for the former?
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