Bruce:
Funny you say that for one year I did wear my old German ankle-strapped pedometer that measures walking distances in miles.
By the end of the two days: 16 miles. Some would say that was certainly a great deal of exercise and I would agree.
Except I needed to walk 16 miles in order to work off the multiple servings of Smitty fries, Big Smokies, Pit Beef sandwiches and the high number of adult beverages consumed during any one of my 36 years making the annual pilgramage back to the land of salvation of old axle grease, Ford parts, and good friends.
It's akin to how salmon swim back upstream to their birth place every year in order to breed and spawn. Only differnce is our lower jaws don't become grossly disfigured and developed a pronounced hook.
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Originally Posted by Bruce Lancaster
My favorite all time ad, seen in Hemmings looong ago:
1941 Studebaker Champion, wife says it goes or she goes.
Your choice, $400.00
I've always wondered how that all played out...
I once briefly considered wearing a pedometer at Hershey and computing the number of dollars-per-mile-walked for my trip.
I realized that I was looking for severe trouble and dumped THAT idea.
I now figure that if I am not hungry or incarcerated and the dog has been fed that my level of deuce spending is just fine. Priorities, priorities.
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