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rtdu
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 4/14/2012 9:15PM - in reply to Ghola Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
I got creamed in the AAU national marathon, finishing behind some women as well as a guy I'd run most of the way with, who beat me by a couple of seconds when he and I sprinted the final lap in the stadium.

Eight days later I ran a local seven-mile road race. Between the marathon and this race I'd taken a couple of college final exams, pulled an all-nighter or two to write a final paper, and generally recovered very poorly. Which showed.

So I'm running this seven-miler--two laps through the town--and, despite my usual conservative start, on the second lap everyone is going by me. I had to have had a mile in there that was over seven minutes. Pathetic.

With maybe a mile left, these three old guys come by me, one after the other. One or two of them were probably twice my age, at least! (I'd just finished my junior year, so I'd turned 20 the month before.) I'm sure they just thought that I was cooked--they were only looking ahead, trying to pass more guys. It was really embarrassing.

I struggled to keep within 50 yards of them, and remembered that we crossed a bridge about a quarter-mile from the town's main street, where the race started and ended. I made up my mind that, regardless of how I felt, I'd at least *try* to mount a finish when I got to that bridge--no matter what.

When I reached the bridge I still felt like death, but I DROPPED THE HAMMER anyway and instantly blew by one of the old farts, who was in survival mode. The second guy was tougher, but I got by him eventually and with about 150 yards to go I was pulling up on the last one.

This last guy was maybe the oldest of the bunch, but was sprinting like a demon and it was one of those "step by step, inch by inch" things--he just would not quit. I finally dragged myself past him and hit the finish line a half-step ahead.

It was a terrible race overall, but I learned that, even if you feel completely like sh!t, you can still DROP THE HAMMER--a lesson I applied in some future races.
rtdu
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 4/14/2012 9:37PM - in reply to Idontevenknow Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
Idontevenknow wrote:

[quote]Hammah wrote:

So a few weeks ago i begged coach to let me run a JV meet as a workout. I won the 200 easily in 23.1. ran the 3200 and sat n kicked to a 10:39. ran the 4x400 and split 52 but the reall hammer dropping came in the open 8. They put me as a NT seed so i was in the slow heat(of the JV meet) i chilled in 7th er so till the bell(68 sec first lap) then i popped into 1st between 400-500 with a 13 sec 200 then relaxed till 150 left and took off to win with a 2:07...2nd place wa a 2:19. I whooped thoses chumps candy a**es


Imagine if all varsity guys occasionally ran JV meets as workouts. No JV runners would ever get to win and the varsity runners would just soak up the glory on a short tempo run. It's a "JV" meet for a reason.[/quote]

Say what you want, I'm damned impressed by this guy's "13 sec 200."
HS Senior
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 4/14/2012 11:00PM - in reply to Ghola Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
Senior year, dual meet. I was tired from running a 2:05 leadoff leg of the 4x8 25 min before and I wanted to run a fast 3200 time 45min after the 1600, so I wanted to take it easy(ish).
Gun goes off and I set the pace hitting about 68,72,70. Then on the last lap two guys who would normally be about 5-8 sec behind me are right with me. They pass me on the backstretch so i tuck in behind them. We hit 100m left, I swing out into lane 3 to go around both of them, AND I DROP THE HAMMER@!@!!@ I tear through the last 100 so fast I beat the 2nd place guy by 3.8 seconds and finish with a 4:31, 9 seconds faster than I wanted to go. 62.high last lap, 27.high last 200.
Don B
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 4/15/2012 6:21PM - in reply to Hammerdog Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
Back in 96 I had just won the biggest 100m race of my life and was relaxing when I heard some fools mention the guy who won the 200 was talking smack about being the fastest man alive.I thought to myself whatever then I saw him pimping himself on talk shows as the fastest man in the world and got pissed so I challenged him to a race.Well he ducked me for almost a year and then finaly we raced.It was a 150m and I got stuck on the inside lane but it would not matter because when the race started I dropped the hammer and baily 20m into the race I made up the stager.After I past him like he was standing still i did not see or hear him.By he end of the race I was so far ahead I stopped at the finish line and waved to him as he was pretending he was injured.Then I pulled out my johnson and yelled gobble gobble mother falkers.
need more
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 4/20/2012 7:10PM - in reply to Don B Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
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ball-peen
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 6/6/2012 9:42PM - in reply to need more Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
I was in a 5K, cruising along, until the last half-mile. I saw two guys running even about 50m ahead, and I knew they didn't know I was there, each too focused on the other to notice me. They probably thought they were all alone. So I worked my way forward, trying not to make any noise, and when we hit the incline 200m before the finish, I DROPPED THE HAMMER on them and blew past them like they were standing still. Ended up taking second overall.
Big CL
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 6/6/2012 9:57PM - in reply to ball-peen Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
Some scrubs thought they could drop me in this 10K today but I just hung with every move while toying with the other runners. It was down to 3 of us with 1100 to go when one started a long drive to the finish. I hung with him till 300 to go when he got passed by this kenyan. I sat on the kenyan until 200 to go when I passed him. I looked back to see how he was feeling, then straight blasted him over the last 120. They never stood a chance.
Notwithstanding
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 6/6/2012 11:09PM - in reply to Big CL Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
Cross-country season was a bust as I was in a district with arguably the top 2 long-distance teams in the state. Our district alone had at least 4-5 of the state's top 12 runners, and I was a notch behind those guys. My chances of getting past districts were pretty dim.

So for the track season I decided not to care - it was my senior year anyway - I'll just blow off the season. I skipped practices, didn't bother to hit my times during workouts. We even occasionally brought out a football on our morning run and played touch football instead of the daily 4 miler.

1st meet. Both powerhouse schools at the meet. 1600M. Gun goes off, and there I was behind a sea of Blue/White and Red/Green runners. I decided for fun to stick my nose in the lead pack - and for some reason, it felt slow. 65 second first lap - holy crap - that's not possible. The second and third laps - same easy, floating effort continued. All kinds of people fell off the lead pack, and we were down to a pack of 5. I was in 3rd position on the outside. Final lap starts, the freshman phenom from one of the teams takes off - me and the senior stud from the other team track him down on the back straight away and pass him before the final curve. All this time, I'm thinking - what the hell am I doing here? I am on the heels of the guy who placed 5th at the state cross-country meet. Anyway, we start our kicks on the curve, and we go toe-to-toe down the stretch. Everything turned into a blur and the people in the stands were screaming (for the stud). For a split second, I even thought, well maybe this is good enough...but then I thought F!ck it - F!ck him - F!ck the people in the stand - I'm going to F!cking win this. I finally DROP THE HAMMER and take him out the final few steps. My coach, the other team's coaches, and me included were totally shocked. As I was laid out on the infield, I could hear people murmuring, who is this guy? Yep, those were the glory days.
GRUPP certified
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 7/1/2012 10:45AM - in reply to rtdu Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
So I was running a 5000 the other day in front of my home crowd. I had the fastest time in the field coming in but the favorite was this guy that had beaten me the last 13 times we raced.

So the gun goes off and nobody wants to lead, some dbag kept on shoving me and clippin my heels and I finally had to turn around and yell at him to cut that crap out. On top of that the favorite's little kid somehow snuck onto the track and was yelling "go daddy go!!!" every lap as we came around. Finally, with a lap to go I took off and built a small lead, but the other runner was right on my shoulder. He took the lead as we entered the homestretch and everyone thought he had the race won, but then I DROPPED THE MF HAMMER and blew by him on the inside for the win!
Running on Empathy
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 7/1/2012 2:03PM - in reply to GRUPP certified Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
Back in high school, I was a first year runner in track. There were two weasly types on our team that had been running since they were freshmen and thought they were the cat's meow of distance running. It was an early season meet, and we were all running the mile. Just after the start on the first curve, I was running mid pack when one of the weasels stepped on the back of my shoe causing it to come half way off. I had to stop, untie the laces, pull it on and retie it. When I stopped I heard one of the weasels give the "Nelson" laugh back at me.

Once I got the shoe back on, the pack was already 20 meters ahead of me. I started back up and ran hard to get back to the pack just to avoid the embarrassment of being in last place. As I caught back up I saw the weasels ahead of me and chased them down by the gun lap, and feeling still quite a bit peeved at them, I just started sprinting as hard as I could to rub it in. Ran like a 58 second last lap.

It ended up being a big confidence boost for me, as I suddenly went from being a middling nobody to one of the best runners in the state. Ended up getting the bronze in the 1600 at state that year.
Droppeth the Hammer
RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out 7/1/2012 2:44PM - in reply to Running on Empathy Reply | Return to Index | Report Post
I'm a 200/400 guy who got pulled into a 4x800 relay. I had no idea of pace, just knew that I had to stay within striking distance and then hopefully I could kick past everyone. I was 2nd leg. Our lead off guy gave us a 5 meter lead which I promptly lost as I had no idea how to lead the race, but I settled in about 10 meters off the first 3 runners (all bunched together). I was suffering like crazy but at about 150 meters to go I DROPPED THE FREAKIN' HAMMER on them by summoning up every last drop of gas I had in my tank. Don't forget, I can sprint. I handed off to our third runner with a 10m lead...I made up 20m in less than 150 meters. Damn near killed me. We ended up winning the relay. I was totally proud of my effort, but never ran that effin' race again.
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