Spring is nearly here! The birds are chirping, the days are longer, the (supposedly, for those with yards) crocuses are earnestly poking their heads topside. Finally, after months of darkness and wind chill factors, its time to pack away those Michelin Man coats and bust out the gauzy sundresses and seersucker suits of yore.
But wait! While the (alleged) crocus bulbs have been gently napping under the frozen ground, your metabolism has been as well, swaddled in Netflix Instant and sixers from the bodega. Last August’s loose summer clothes now feel like all those sausage casings from the Crif Dog habit you picked up over the winter. As you suddenly regret that ordering that pizza, you know it’s time to hit the gym again.