First off, I now have a new nickname. To make it official, I have to dislike it and complain, right? At the burger club I mentioned that my sister calls me Sashi (a shorter version of my first name, Hisashi) and so most people who know me through her calls me that. I’ve had other nicknames as well. I took a fly-fishing class once and the guy just kept calling me “Joe.” It didn’t bother me so much, and I knew who he was talking about when he was talking about Joe. Anyway, I was telling this story about my nickname, and somehow they thought I said “Chachi” and I told the story of how the TV show Joanie Loves Chachi was supposedly the highest rated sitcom in Korea because chachi is the Korean word for penis. This appears to be false since they never aired Joanie Loves Chachi in Korea, but the nickname appears to have stuck, at least with some of the Recreate Fitness burger crew.
So tomorrow I have my cholesterol test and I had to quit eating by 8PM. I blew it by 15 minutes, but I was still at the gym and my dinner consisted of a carton of Muscle Milk. Not only am I starving, but a geek blog I usually read has an interview with Alton Brown and a video of a 27-foot chocolate fountain. Not only that, but the guy I called up to confirm the veracity of the word,”chachi,” is telling me that he’s dating and not only is it going well but he’s going to fancy restaurants! The universe is taunting me.
But turns out that I did use the right kettlebells yesterday and I did fairly well in the old man category. Hooray for small victories. We’ll see how much my blood looks like butter tomorrow, though.