Sporty Spice: Just Call Me Cinnamon

After a two (OK, you caught me, three) month hiatus, I’ve finally returned to the gym. Not just once, but twice this week! TWICE! I’ve even impressed myself.

Though, I’m feeling it now. My arms ache, my chest aches. Worst of all, my abs ache. At night when I want to prop myself up to roll over it practically wakes me up completely. And reaching for the alarm clock? Absolute torture.

My return to physical fitness is not a New Year’s resolution. I just stopped going as we approached our move to the new place since things were so chaotic. Then it became the holiday season and, honestly, what’s the point?

Now there is no excuse, though I’m sure I’ll come up with some good ones anyway. It’s too cold. My belly hurts. I’ll go tomorrow. I think I’m getting sick. I forgot my gym bag. What’s my lock combination again? My iPod battery is dead. I had a bad day. I’m still in pain from the last time. If you loved me you wouldn’t make me go.


  1. Comment by Mark on January 14, 2010 12:51 pm

    I love your excuses. I may have to borrow some of them…

  2. Comment by Lise on January 14, 2010 4:33 pm

    Abs? What are these abs things you speak of????

  3. Comment by Jeffrey on January 14, 2010 7:45 pm

    Once the weather is better, you can start scootering to work again. That’s great exercise.

  4. Comment by Randy on January 15, 2010 12:53 pm

    Funny thing is hes used all the excuses in the book. Even the “If you love me you wouldnt make me go” one. Pretty sad huh?

  5. Comment by snarl on January 15, 2010 1:01 pm

    Sad? Or is it cute?

  6. Comment by mindy on January 19, 2010 11:09 am

    I know someone who is actually named Cinnamon.

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