Is that a full bag of chips? Delirious Dan is between 1-mile repeats at Buckeye HS. In the early morning near-total darkness, he can't tell. Figuring that he can certainly use the salt and fat, he stops entirely, and then jogs back a few steps to pick the bag off the side of the track. It's nothing of the sort! Instead, it's a plastic bag containing an orange peel and other filthy assorted garbage.
Delirious Dan, whose brain certainly does require something, figures that since he picked up the trash, he now owns it, so he dutifully carries it half-way around the track to the nearest trash can.
Alas. With the chips being only a distant dream in the darkness, Dan soldiers on. A few more 1-mile pickups (six in all) make for a tough workout. He needs this kind of stuff. He really does.
Turns out to be a pretty good run. (But it might have been better with some chips).
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