I ran my first marathon in '91 and the first 10 miles were fine. I kept myself busy by basically thinking of reasons like "I'm going to be a better man.", etc., etc. By mile 15, I was craving ribs-Twin Anchors ribs. All I could think was as soon as I'm finished, I'm cabbing it over to ";Anchors". I can honestly say that I finished that marathon because I had to have some Twin Anchors ribs. Thank God they were open!