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<\/a><\/p>\nI checked my google maps and it was a 35 minute walk. That seemed to offer a faster exit even if it meant adding some mileage to the day. But I’d just had a hotdog and chips and as will be clear tomorrow, Paul Simon posed the question perfectly, “why am I soft in the middle?” I need to lose 10-20 pounds and do some extra miles would do me good. Plus, moving would hopefully preclude post-run cramp-ups from standing around for ages waiting for a bus.<\/p>\n
It was definitely a good decision for as I made my way it was clear the buses were trapped in traffic trying to cross the course route. That’s just poor planning on the organizers part. Runners kept getting off the buses and then walking with me. I was not alone in deciding it was easier and faster to hoof it.<\/p>\n We had parked at the Fairgrounds and I kinda loved their logo:<\/p>\n Getting into my car, I changed shirts and headed to the Pro Football Hall of Fame to use my complimentary museum entry.<\/p>\n Arriving at the under massive renovation for a major expansion building, I was struck by the faux designed football that to me looked more like the pope’s hat. I guess for some football is a religion… but I still think they were going for a football and not his holiness’s chapeau.<\/p>\n Heading inside, I presented my bib’s tear off admission and the docent said “that’s great, welcome! We just need you to cover $10 for parking!” I looked at the sign and looked back at him. I had already paid $5 for a bus to nowhere at the event. It was free to shop so I passed on the payment; this then is the sum total of what I saw of the Hall of Fame:<\/p>\n I should note, nary an OJ figure, jersey, or photo in sight.<\/p>\n I should also note they had mugs for both “Karen” and “Steve” (also thirdly “Steven”) but there wasn’t a “Kevin” to be found. I took that as a sign that THIS Kevin shouldn’t be inside either!<\/p>\n A man’s got to have a code. And I wasn’t about to hand over a Hamilton to get into this work-in-progress “museum.”<\/p>\n I don’t normally go for obscene hand gestures but this one seemed… right.<\/p>\n And seriously, don’t these footballers look more like sparring Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?<\/p>\n I decided to just hear back to Pittsburgh early. I was going to try for the First Ladies Museum but it was right in the course route and I couldn’t bear trying to navigate my way there.<\/p>\n I did stop at perhaps the cutest convenience store chain in America. Look at that puppy logo mascot. “Adorbs” as I think the kids might never have said but really should have.<\/p>\n I wanted to (over)fill my rental car’s gas tank as Ohio gas was 70 cents cheaper per gallon than PA. I actually just read PA has the highest gas tax in the US, and that a recent hike out in CA only brings it closer to Pennsylvania without actually surpassing it. But at the pump there was this sign…<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>\u00a0<\/a>\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>\u00a0<\/a>\u00a0<\/a>\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>\u00a0<\/a>\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n