I’m not going to ask neighbor Bob to build me a display case, but I’m very proud of my new trophy for walking.  After I retired and moved to North Carolina, I extended my walking schedule by one day.  John joined me, so it’s on our agenda to walk six mornings a week.  We go to the creek and back, a two-mile walk which takes about an hour.  Please note that John could walk twice as fast, but he restrains himself by walking not more than two paces ahead of me.

Several years ago I bought a 10-pair bag of socks, rotating them once a week.  That means each pair is worn six hours a week unless it rains.  I lost four socks, so each pair is now worn every eight weeks.  Don’t worry; this is not an arithmetic problem.  After years of steady walking, I finally wore a hole in the heel of one sock.  This is my hard-earned trophy.

I hope to wear out a few more.  Since I have equal opportunity sock employment, I expect more holes in the future.  If you are eager for a math problem, could you take the statistics here, project them in the future, and tell me if I have a lifetime supply left?