yellowkid

These last couple of weeks have been busy, but two weeks ago I ran a half marathon. Every couple of miles along the trail are volunteers with cups of water, Gatorade, and orange wedges. There are garbage cans in the area, but at best only half of the runners stop and throw the cups away and the others drop them where ever they finish. The second group to do this was a local Indian tribe. Indians were giving out cups of water and strewn about for the next fifty feet or so were several hundred cheap, disposable dixie cups. Any time I think of the race I just end up thinking about that old sad Indian (Italian) commercial.