Tuesday, December 30, 2008

2009? No Way.

So Happy New Year! If the Mayans were right, we've got three years left to whoop it up 'til the world ends.

I always like to begin on an optimistic note.

If you've had the TV on at all in the last few days, you've probably noticed that the stations are basically vomiting infomercials geared around diet & fitness products at us: the Total Gym, Bowflex, video systems including Hip Hop Abs and Crunchless Abs...it seems 2009 will be the Year of Abs. I have already boarded the New Year Fitness Bus, with mixed results:

1) I recently received a large balance ball so I can work my core while I watch TV (or just bounce around on it, that seems like fun too). I purchased a yoga mat and balance ball video and got down to business yesterday. As soon as I inflated the ball, I noticed a strange smell. Much like Daisy’s anal gland expressions. Not to be confused with “Glade Scent Expressions." I yelled at Daisy to get out of the living room, but after she slunk out, I realized it wasn't her. Apparently, the ball was off-gassing and it smelled like my dog's ass. I did the video anyway, inhaling all the tiny plastic molecules and likely offsetting any fitness results. Later I took a vitamin to deal with all the plastic gas I breathed, because I like to think that might have helped prevent some of my cells from getting all wonky. I'm already getting gray hair, for f*ck's sake. That's plenty wonky for ME, thank you very much.

2) I also purchased what is euphemistically called a "Body Band." It's basically just a giant latex rubber band, and you use it during certain pilates moves. Of course J and I broke it in horsing around in the kitchen, swinging each other around and pulling each other back and forth until I accidentally let go and the band snapped him in the neck.

Sorry, J. It's all fun and games until someone gets snapped in the neck with a giant rubber band.

3) I tried Zumba for the first time at the Y last week. Why didn't you guys remind me that a) I'm not coordinated, and b) I tend to space out in the face of complicated choreography? I spent half of the class looking over my shoulder and leaping around lamely in an effort to catch up to everyone else. As I engaged in a wild hip swivel I wouldn't even do in the privacy of my own home, my neighbor walked by the wall of windows with his kids. I hope he didn't recognize me, because I looked like an epileptic performing some kind of bizarre voodoo ritual. Now if we ask HIM to come look at our plumbing (because he's a plumber, and we need things plumbed), it'll be all weird and awkward for me. It'll be worse if he greets me with, "Hey, SugarHips!"

4) I joined Sparkpeople, which I haven't done much with. I just get annoyed at the thousands of emails they send me.

There you have it. Enjoy your New Year's Eve, and hey! We already have something to look forward to in 2009: VH1's Confessions of a Teen Idol.


  1. I am SO excited for Confessions of a Teen Idol! I wrote myself a note to remind myself to set the DVR!

    Yes, I'm fully aware that I am a loser.

    Happy New Year!

  2. Anonymous10:49 AM

    Those balls look like fun, but the smell, yes, the wretched smell. Have you checked out the kettle balls? They're baaa-aack.

  3. I love sparkpeople, and I just ignore their emails. It's a great site.

    Happy New Year, SugarHips!

  4. I had a Hoppity Hop when I was a kid. Does that count?

    "Hoppity Hop is so much fun. Hoppity Hop for everyone!"

  5. On fitness? This is going to be my year. I already got the big ass ball whose only purpose right now is something for my kids to fight over. Shut up. I'm not making any commitments until Monday.

  6. Have you seen the commercial for Zone Pilates?! I am convinced it is the one thing I need to make my life perfect. My husband won't let me get it, since he thinks it's a scam. (Just because they continue to send you DVDs for 20 bucks a month and there's no way to opt out. Hrmph! He just doesn't know how to live.)

  7. Anonymous7:48 PM

    Happy New Year!