I made my family do the zoo run. Actually... it was a four mile walk that benefited the King Penguins. It took me a while to convey the idea behind a race. You know, there's a beginning. You get to the end. It's a race. Including all the times that Charlie and Hannah sat, looked at hippos and tigers, and stopped to get band-aids for picked scabs, we finished in a solid and respectable one hour and forty-five minutes. After further reflection, they never did grasp the concept of a race.