My fellow Americans who, like me, enjoy nachos with margaritas:
We are deep in a national crisis. We’re not sweating enough. We’re running away from sports. We’re fleeing from fitness.
The other day, the Journal’s Sara Germano reported on a mind-numbing survey from the Physical Activity Council which found…well, it basically found that 1 in 4 Americans didn’t exercise at all in the past year.
One in four. For a year. Yikes.
As a result: If you are not reading this column on a treadmill, please report immediately to a treadmill. Or an elliptical. If you’re in a golf cart, get out of the golf cart and move those khakis. If you are in a spinning class, you can read this entire column in the time it takes to spin to “SexyBack.” (Geez, do spinning instructors love “SexyBack.”)
If you are playing company softball, you can read it while spacing out in right field. Come on. Your left fielder is eating a roast-beef sandwich and drinking a Coors Light.
If you have a fancy-pants new Apple Watch, call me on your fancy-pants new Apple Watch and I will just yell you this column over the phone while you stare at your wrist, jogging around the block.
If you are not exerting yourself at all, I need you to put the Doritos down and get off the couch.
OK: You can have one last Dorito. Fine.
For Your Health,
Dr. Marc Belitsky