As the family heads off to the downtown York Turkey Trot with 5,000 other folks, I am preparing for my usual 3-mile treadmill run. Trust me, it's better off this way. I was once disgusted when I entered the Maryland Marathon in 1977 and realized there were almost 2,000 runners. I was disgusted by the sheer numbers of "joggers" in the field. I wouldn't fare well in a crowd of revelers wearing costumes and dragging children and dogs with them. At a cost of $25 per runner, with nothing in return but a modicum of police protection, at least while running...
|Artist's conception of me in 10 years.|
Besides, I couldn't keep up with the "joggers" anymore anyway.
And I always figured I wasn't smart enough to be a Physicist. Now, it turns out I'm not smart enough AND don't have the right ingredients either!