Notes
Holy shit it was like a cattle drive out on the linear trail today. I haven't seen this many fat people since we were in Disney World. I kept thinking I would eventually catch up with the Twinkie Mobile - taunting them along, but nope - just some guys at the end with coolers of ice water telling them good job. No signs - no finish line - no shirts. Hmm.
I thought it was funny, on the return trip, hearing some of them ask how far they had gone. One of them said 5 miles as he pointed to a marker in the sidewalk. Inside I laughed, but did not point out that those are quarter-mile markers. Yeah, I guess 1.25 miles is kind of close to 5 miles.
I'm normally not such a dick, because "hey, at least they're doing something, right?". But deep down, I know that these fat-ass bacon-faced people, with their fat little children, and their fat little dogs, have probably never been there before and probably won't be seen there again. This was their one little activity for the year so they can say they tried to exercise, but it made their knees hurt.