Why Soar with Eagles When You Can Trot with Turkeys?

So Saturday was the city of O'Fallon Illinois' annual Turkey Trot. The Turkey Trot is a three mile race fund raiser to raise money for the Special Olympics. I had went to bed the night before with every intention of running the next day with Pat, his brother Josh, and some friends of ours Lance and Bryan. However, I found out that Lance and Bryan had decided not to run because they had other things planned for that morning. I knew there was no chance of keeping up with Pat or Josh seeing as they both run fifty to ninety miles a week, and with Lance and Bryan out, I didn't want to run with a group of people that I didn't know, so in the end I backed out. I definitely regret that now, but it's in the past now and all I can do is start preparing for next year. Well, in the end, Pat wound up winning the race and Josh took 4th over all and 1st in his age group. The grand prize for the event was a 10 pound turkey which Pat still has to go pick up. I think his parents are going to use it for their Thanksgiving meal. Oh, and a piece of advice for anyone planning on watching a friend run; if you are going to watch a race, make sure you know the race path and where the finish line is. I missed Pat finishing because one of the race "officials gave me bad information. Oh well, Pat will get over in time.

After the Turkey Trot, we got ourselves involved in a pick-up game of football in a local neighborhood with some of Pat and Josh's friends from back home. Very little blood was shed, and all of it that was came from the same person so I think we did well overall. Pat accidentally a guy in the face with his shoe as he was going down causing some blood to flow from his nose. It soon stopped, however, and we were all back to roughing each other up. It was bitter cold but we played on anyway. I think our team lost, but not by much, and it was probably mostly due to my inexperience...sorry guys.