Editorial for February 23, 2006

Yo, Philly, lighten up!

OK, all you couch potatoes out there. You know who you are. Yes, we mean you, over there in your rowhouse in Oxford Circle.

And you, over there, on your front porch in Parkwood.

And yes, kid, you, the one who’s been playing games on your computer for the umpteenth straight hour.

Common sense has a message for you: Spring is just around the corner. Pretty soon, the birds will sing, the flowers will bloom, the sun will come out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow . . . and you will have absolutely no reason whatsoever to avoid getting in shape.

In fact, even as this most fickle of winters prepares to (maybe) give us a last blast or two, you’ve never had any reason to avoid getting in shape. The time for fitness is always now. Get out there, get some exercise, stretch those muscles.

That’s the message from the city’s health and fitness czarina, Gwen Foster.

To be sure, Northeast Philly has some of the finest pizza and steak joints in the universe, and yes, the stuff tastes great. But folks, good health tastes even better. We’re killing ourselves with fat and cholesterol — and an aversion to exercise.

Take it from Ms. Foster. It’s high time we get off our big butts and move. Exercise and fitness are not supposed to be dirty words, but far too many of us treat them with great disdain. Shame on us.

One of the best weapons in the fight with obesity and our abysmal, sedentary lifestyles is a crown jewel right here in our own backyards. It’s called Pennypack Park, and it’s calling your name — Fatso, take a walk!

We in the Northeast don’t always agree with Ms. Foster’s boss, a fellow named John Street, but by golly, the fitness-conscious mayor is right on the money when he urges folks to get healthy and to drink lots of water.

Life is already too short. Let’s stretch it out. ••

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