It was Saturday morning, early. I had just woken up and was clearing the sleep out of my eyes while devouring some grapefruit and a piece of toast. This morning, like all lazy weekend mornings, I switched on the TV while I ate. And what's usually on the tube on a Saturday morning? You guessed it--Infomercials.

Blame it on the early-morning haze of fatigue. Blame it on the fact that I was feeling bloated and sluggish from the previous night's visit to the movie theatre (complete with butter-soaked popcorn.) But whatever you blame it on, the fact is my defenses were down and I did something completely out of character. I bought something from one of the infomercials.

I bought a set of fitness DVDs. They weren't that expensive, and there are worse things to spend your money on than fitness goods (hey, at least I didn't buy a deep fryer!), but still, I feel like I've sold out; like I'm some major sucker for mass marketing. So I'm wondering ...