Dehydrated and constipated, I de-plane and head for the luggage carousels. It happens to me every time I travel – I'm groggy from the takeoff nap (it puts me out every time) and I look and feel like crap. I am here with my three guys to spend Christmas in St. Pete Beach, Florida. I know, it sounds good – warm and relaxing with barbecues, sunsets and lots of time on the beach. We come here every December to find a bit of sun and sanity. This year, however, there is a cold front sweeping the east coast. Twelve inches of snow in New York, a tornado watch in West Palm Beach and chilly rain falling here in Tampa Bay. Oh well, at least we have our health...
After dropping the bags at the condo, we head over to the "health food" store (don't you love that real food has to have a special label?) to get us through the next few days. We hit the local gym right after. As usual, Bodynamics is running a holiday special — 35 bucks per month! As we fill out the paperwork, I catch the cute girl behind the counter curiously eyeing my lips. What is that about? She can't seem to avoid looking at me... Oh shit! The cold sore! Yes, that's right — I have a humongous growth on my lower lip that resembles an aging raspberry. This is how she will remember me, but who cares? I am in Florida and the first spin class is at 6am tomorrow!
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