The only thing is, over the last year, every time I get back to New York to visit, Vanessa's arms have somehow gotten bigger. It's kind of starting to scare me. She easily does 1,000 push-ups a day-- in public. Grocery shopping, out to eat, chilling in Central Park, wherever, I'll turn around and see that she's on the ground doing push-ups. It's annoying and weird. But I guess totally jacked arms don't just magically appear. It takes a daily regimen of being annoying and weird.
While outside Lincoln Center enjoying the fountain, Bri and I turned around to find Nessa on the filthy ground doing crazy yoga moves and ridiculously fast push-ups.
I'm telling you, WEIRD.
As Nessa continued with her workout, I started to get arm-envy so I picked up the lightest thing I could find. My sister.