Today I'm grateful
for finding an exercise program I can stick with.

Without a doubt, the angriest people I’ve ever met are people that do yoga. Heaven help you if you accidentally get in their way while they’re going to class -- they’ll beat you up-side your head with their PVC free yoga mats. And that’s why I’m convinced I can’t find an exercise program I can stick with, because exercise makes people mean. I like being fat and happy. I’m not saying I never exercise, one day the escalator was broken at Neimans so I took the stairs.

There’s a cranky girl at my office who wakes up at 4:30am every morning for boot camp. I couldn’t wake up at 4:30am if my pillow was on fire. She meets up with a group of deranged people who pay good money to get yelled at for an hour. By the time she limps into work with her chapped nipples and shin splints, it’s no wonder she’s not in a chipper mood. However, if it existed, there’s one exercise program I’d be motivated to stick with…

(Cue fantasy music) A soft focus shot of a super hot drill sergeant in military fatigues walks past me and a line-up of my best girlfriends. He looks us up and down, smacks a riding crop in his hand and says “Welcome to Vagina Boot Camp. This course includes grooming, agility, and strength training. By the end of 12 weeks you’ll all have lean, mean, fighting machines! So drop and give me 20 Kegels!

(Cut back to reality) Everyone should find an exercise program that’ll keep them happy and motivated. Here’s my motivation--No guy is going to fall in love with me because I can run a 10k, but every guy will fall in love with my super strong vagina. Forget about runners high, those endorphins can’t scratch the surface of after sex coma. I’m grateful I found an exercise program I can stick with because I can do Kegels while I’m in the car, while I’m watching Project Runway and even while I drink a martini. Who cares about yoga poses like downward facing dog? I’m mastering downward facing boyfriend.

That’s why I’m grateful for finding an exercise program I can stick with.




Forget about rainbows and unicorns, I’m grateful for double martinis, single men and pretty much anything covered in chocolate or cheese. This gratitude journal is anonymous because the stuff that tends to fall out of my head and land on the page makes HR departments cringe -- and guys lose my number.
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