I just go back from a nice 2.5 mile walk with my wife and kid. The weather in my neck of the woods was pleasant today, and of course, we had the time. In fact, I must say that this quarantine is having the opposite effect on my physical health that many are worried about. I have never been a ‘eat because I am bored’ kind of person, so being stuck in the house has not led to me gaining the ‘Covid 15.’ I am eating out less and exercising more. I have lost about 5 pounds since this has started.
But I guarantee you that Donnie isn’t going on afternoon strolls with Melania and Baron. I also, with almost certainty, can say that he isn’t watching Fox and Friends and hate-watching CNN from the treadmill in the White House Basement. This quarantine has taken away his only means of exercise; golf.
Believe me, I am just as pissed as the next person at the millions of dollars of tax payer money he has wasted on extravagant jaunts to Mar-a-lago and his other properties to play a game that could easily be played on 100’s of courses in the greater D.C. area. That being said, I also understood while he played so much golf and why his handlers were okay with him playing so much, despite the optics. It is the only way they could get him to exercise. Sure, playing with a cart, thereby lessening the amount of walking you do certainly minimizes the aerobic effort put into playing 9 or 18 holes, but at least it was something. Now that this has been taken away from him, you have a 73 year old man, with the diet of a college freshman during finals week, who partakes in no aerobic exercise, unless you count shouting down minority female reporters at his daily briefing, exercise.
He is a ticking time bomb, regardless of his “tremendous” genes, and this is only hasting that eventual downfall.