I'd rather rot on my own floor than be found by a bunch of bingo players in a nursing home.
At 18 I guarded the parking lot at the Catholic church bingos. Now my dad made sure I could take care of myself. I carried a Smith and Wesson 357 magnum.
It's totally different from last year because I came in with good shape with no health worries so it was about going out there and running well and enjoying it.