This blog entry has nothing to do with medical school. I just thought it would be funny to post a picture of Staci and me locked up in Alcatraz. We went to Alcatraz the day after I ran the San Francisco Marathon. No, it didn't bother my legs at all to climb up nearly 13 stories. And it didn't hurt my swollen ankle (I rolled it running on the Golden Gate Bridge at mile 5 or so) to stand for a few hours during the audio tour. Actually, going to Alcatraz was great fun and probably the best thing that I could do for my battered body and for my friend Staci who loves anything that has to do with criminals. You can see the fear in both of our eyes as we stand behind those steel bars. They say on the rock, "when you do something bad, you go to prison. When you do something bad in prison, you go to Alcatraz." We must have done something really bad...
3 comments:
Ha! What a great pic! I've really never seen anything quite as sad in my life I think! It does seem like a place that might suit you guys though...Just kidding :o)
I can think of several reasons to look that sad behind bars....hehe
So this is why Staci did not talk about Alcatraz!! Love the pic.
Mom Arlene
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