The history and economics of America’s favorite footrace: The Turkey Trot
I did it. I woke up early, drove through the darkness to Austin’s downtown marathon course, met a bunch of like-minded crazies and ran up and down the drizzle-soaked streets for 3.1 miles. I received a surprisingly hearty medal for my efforts — and a meaningful feeling of accomplishment. I also learned a few things you might find useful.