Archie would like to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving. He is one hell of a turkey, weighing in at 21 lbs. He has asked to be stuffed with salmon and tuna juice, please and thank you.
I will leave you for the holiday with some of my favorite overheards from the Living History Farms run:
At the beginning of the race a girl started yelling, "Go faster! Run! Ruuuuuun!" Her boyfriend said something to her that I couldn't hear then she said, "Wait. We have seven miles of this? Oh my God! I'm gonna diiiiiiieeee!
Half way through the race, a dad said to his son, "You didn't come here to stay clean, did you?"
On the home stretch, I was looking at all the muddy butts ahead of me, when I said to John, "We all look like we pooped ourselves." The guy dressed like King Tut, running ahead of me, turned around and said, "Some of us actually did!"
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Happy Thanksgiving to you all, especially your feline turkey, Archie. And today, it's ok to get your fingers messy.
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