I'm holding off on posting anything important for a while, as there's a lot of flux in my life right now.
Last December, I fell on the ice and messed up my back and one leg and it took forever to recover. I thought I'd taken care of everything, though, until one day I awoke and couldn't move my arm. I had "frozen shoulder," a fairly common problem, but one that's still surprising when it happens. It took about a month of rehab before the arm was about 95% functional.
So, doing a pull-up is a small victory of sorts.
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