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Happy New Year! I hope your holidays were great and you’re excited about whatever 2012 has in store for you, assuming, of course, that doesn’t mean the end of the world. Just kidding, that’s a bunch of poppycock. Right? Right? Anyway, my dear husband and I decided to spend the first week of the new […]
Last year I hit the gym in January and was all set to make it my bitch but found out that 40 million other Los Angeles residents thought the gym was a clown car flash mob and tried to squeeze into it for the whole month. So… I stopped going because I find it counterintuitive to stand in line for an hour to march on a treadmill for 20 minutes.
It’s now spring and no matter what your thermometer is saying you may be feeling that tingle, that burst of the energy of renewal. It’s subtle but whether it’s psychosomatic or an actual, you know, thing, I do end up feeling the rippling breeze of new beginnings around this time every year.
There you are, lifting weights, running in circles and getting ripped like Arnold Schwarzeneggar used to be before the muscle he flexed was merely political.
And so I served cake and much merry-making ensued. I guess all’s well that ends well, right?