20+: not worth talking about. old people, fat people, woman, etc
19-20: not worth talking about. Double chinned back of the pack high school sophomores whose mom made them to go out for XC in hopes of delaying the inevitable onset of diabetes. They’re rather be playing Skyrim, covered in Dorito crumbs. Even the spectators cringe watching someone subject themselves to such indignity.
18-19: not worth talking about: Pack fodder at a 2A high school meet. Athletically retarded, but need an activity, obviously couldn’t make the team at sports where they cut people. Spectators clap and yell 'good job' like you’re in the gd special Olympics or something. Parents try to act unashamed but quietly start rethinking that pro-life stance.
17-18: not worth talking about: Might earn an object-of-pity varsity letter (for participation), the only price being your ability to get a date. Should have stuck with those piano lessons, you could have done band or some other non-competitive-everyone-is-a-winner activity instead and maybe salvaged some dignity.
16-17: not worth talking about: Desperate for attention life failures willing to invest the majority of their irreplaceable free time to occasionally have a shot at the $25 third place gift certificate at the local turkey trot. Will walk around with an age group award as though it were the Hope diamond, unaware of their own epic patheticness.
15-16: not worth talking about: Equivalent of what might be the #5 guy on a Kenyan high school team if there were such a thing. Obsessed with going sub 15 to the exclusion of normal social development. Functionally paralyzed in social situations with non-runners because what else is there to talk about? Here’s an idea: talk about operating a shotgun trigger with your big toe.
14-15: not worth talking about: Standard issue Lets Run board hero, which is like being the thinnest fat woman at a Weight Watchers meeting. Belittles others to hide the gnawing, righteous shame that there are girls who are faster. How much of an athlete can you be if a girl can beat you? Compelled to idolize a loser without grasping the irony. E.g. Olympic no-medalist and choker of the century Steve Prefontaine, or another genetic lottery winner who was born with more talent than anyone else in his day, and turned it into a steaming pile of failure, Alan Webb. Why don't you toast your idol with 10 to 12 beers and take the convertible out for a spin.
13-14: not worth talking about: Jamaican bobsled team equivalents. If you come from a talentless running backwater you might make the Olympics, but then again so did Eddy the Eagle. They have to send *somebody*. Don’t feel any pressure, everyone knows you have zero chance. If you’re low 13 and charismatic[1], Nike might pay you a pittance to hawk overpriced trainers to the Lets Run board heroes, since you are their king. High 13s was something to talk about...in the 1950s.
sub 13: Actual competitors. Real runners.
[1] code word for ‘white.’