Most mornings, I start my day by pulling out a Mr. Roger’s mug that was given to me by a friend. It delights me more than it should that when I pour the coffee in, he changes from a suit and tie into a sweater.

It’s getting to be bathing suit season, and so there is a lot of talk about getting bathing suit ready. Presumably, in our culture, “bathing suit ready” means endless squats, lunges, push ups, ab work, spin classes, bootcamp classes, running and generally beating the sh*t out of our bodies.