Trumped

I consider myself an extremist. I laugh at heat waves, I hit back at wind and I certainly withstand what the coddled residents of Washington state call "cold." At least, I think I should. In reality I'm still a wimp when it comes to temperature. Today I realized I'm far too impressed with myself.
Complaining about the dropping temperature this morning, I told my friend I should be fine. "After all," I drawled, "I came here from Boston."
"I know, right?" she answered. "I just came from Siberia."

Trumped.