I saw an article in The Philadelphia Inquirer today about Obama's workout obsession. Maybe "obsession" is a bit inaccurate. "Dedication" might be more fitting. Now. whether you're an Obama fan or not, you have to admire his visible passion for a good workout.
How is it that the soon-to-be leader of the free world has 90 minutes a day to exercise and I don't? For some reason that seems oddly peculiar. Maybe I need to hire some Secret Service guys to watch my kids and convince my husband that the gym membership fee really does fit into our budget.
"Sorry, honey, but we really can do without food this month. Me having a gym membership (and Secret Service babysitters) is much more important."
Yeah, don't think that's going to fly.
Maybe Obama just has extra hours in his day. Like 26 instead of 24. Maybe it's a little known perk of presidency.
Okay, I admit it. This post is just about jealousy. I want 90 minutes a day of uninterrupted, trainer driven workout time. Maybe I should run for office.
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