August 29, 2008, - 1:15 pm
By Debbie Schlussel
I really don’t care about our nation’s top leader’s workouts. In fact, those are usually a source of annoyance to me. I’m tired of seeing Bush on a bike, hated seeing Clinton jogging, and was annoyed by Jimmy Carter’s aggressive management of the White House tennis court schedule, while he let America fall apart.
Most annoying to me we’re all the ceaseless, braggadocious stories about Condi Clueless and her hard workout. Look at me, I workout. So what? She’s a terrible Secretary of State. That’s the fitness I care about.
Still, with this election, in which the press constantly contrasts John McCain’s old age with Barack Obama’s two-hour workout routing, I find Sarah Palin’s workout to be awe-inducing. It shows tremendous discipline.
Compared to Sarah Palin, Barack is, well, a couch potato, though I think naming her kid, “Track”, is a little absurd (what’s next–”Treadmill”?):
Gov. Palin, a mother of five kids, says exercise is still very much a “family thing.” She and her husband, Todd, also an athlete, named their first son Track because he was born in that sport’s season. . . .
“Conventional running is my sanity,” Gov. Palin says. Having recently given birth to her fifth child, the governor is trying to get back to her old workout routine. She was running 7 to 10 miles almost every day but switched to aerobics classes at her gym when she became pregnant. She has worked her way back up to running three miles every other day.
In the summer, when it’s always light, she’ll sometimes run as late as midnight. In the dead of winter, when it’s dark, she sneaks in an afternoon run, or else grudgingly runs on the treadmill at home or at the gym in the evening. Gov. Palin keeps dumbbells at home, but she says most of her upper body strength comes from snowmobiling with her family. “It’s the best upper body workout you could ever have,” she says. “You’re maneuvering through hundreds of pounds of powder.” (Todd is a four-time champion of the Tesoro Iron Dog, the world’s longest snowmobile race.)
“My family and I eat a healthy diet heavy in wild Alaskan seafood, moose, caribou and fresh fruit,” she says. “I guess my biggest pitfall is breakfast. I know it’s the most important meal of the day but I still haven’t bought into it. I hate to admit it, but a skinny white-chocolate mocha is my staple in the morning. . . . I’m running in 20-below temperatures.
Uh-oh, she eats caribou. Horror of horrors. The left is having a heart attack: Not only does she want to drill for oil in ANWR, which might bother the Caribou, she actually eats them. Call in the PETA protestors.
Read the rest. It’s an interesting window into this woman about whom we don’t know a lot.