Lift That Remote, and Bend and...

摘要

In one of those classic Hollywood moments, I was introduced to an attractive woman at a party. She turned out to be a personal trainer. After sizing me up, she delivered the pitch: "You know," she said, "I'd really like to train you." I was tempted to ask, "To do what?" But I knew what she meant. She saw a doughy guy who says he exercises semi-regularly and thought she could deliver smashing results merely by firming up the dough a bit. Sadly, the challenge might be beyond a trainer's limited powers, or even those of a "life coach," whatever that is. Because, while stomach crunches and fewer blueberry muffins might indeed transform me like those old ads on comic books, they won't resolve another problem: namely, the three hours a day or so I spend on my butt watching screener tapes.