Alaskan Governors: They're Just Like Us!

Hey, look! In her new hard-hitting interview in Runner's World, Sarah Palin reveals what we've all kind of expected. That she's just a normal, red-blooded, everyday mega-celebrity state governor presidential hopeful. Aw, shucks…
Tell me about a memorable run during the campaign that really stands out.
Oh, my gosh, the one that really stands out I'm embarrassed to death to repeat. I went for a run at John McCain's ranch a couple of days before the debate with Joe Biden. My favorite thing in the world is to run on hot, dusty roads. I don't get enough of that in Alaska. So I was in heaven and there were plenty of hills so I knew my thighs were going to just throb and my lungs were going to burn and that's what I crave.
I like running alone and having the Secret Service with me added a little bit of pressure. I'm thinking I gotta have good form and can't be hyperventilating and can't be showing too much pain and that adds a little more pressure on you as you're trying to be out there enjoying your run. Then I fell coming down a hill and was so stinkin' embarrassed that a golf cart full of Secret Service guys had to pull up beside me. My hands just got torn up and I was dripping blood. In the debate you could see a big fat ugly Band-Aid on my right hand. I have a nice war wound now as a reminder of that fall in the palm of my right hand. For much of the campaign, shaking hands was a little bit painful.
OMG! Tell me about it! That is pretty much the most embarrassing thing ever!
Every time I wipe out in front of the Secret Service detail that's paid to follow me around and throw themselves in front of any projectiles fired into my direction, I just get so stinkin' red faced.
Like, seriously.




With all that talk about her throbbing thighs and burning hot cravings on hot, dusty trails, she should exchange emails with Mark Sanford.
Make room for me.
Look at it this way. This sets a precedent. Now there's no reason for RW to not give us a picture of Rahm Emanuel in triathlon gear. …excuse me, I'll just go sit in the fangirl corner now.