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Subject: RE: Tell a story about how you dropped the hammer on a bunch of fools when they counted you out
This was also ~20 years ago and in high school. Also keep in mind that I was an 11ish minute 2-miler, so this is definitely not all that glorious, but it's still one of my favorite racing memories.
Despite my slow times, they were still good enough for my area that I won a fair number of 2-milers at our dual meets my senior year. However, I did not hold out much hope of winning when we were matched up against the best team in our league.
I did luck out in that their best runners did not do track that year (I think they did tennis instead for some reason). Also, I was only running the 2-mile while the 2 guys I was running against had both run the mile earlier in the meet.
I pretty much ran my usual pace and the 2 guys just stuck to me the whole race, complaining to each other the whole time about how slow we were going.
Then, with 2 laps to go, I really started to pick up the pace. Pretty soon, the faster of the two, with a somewhat panicked look, turned to the other guy and said, "you're going to have to take him."
He really should not have said that... that was all I needed to hear and I was able to drop both of them on the last lap. It felt so good to shake their hands after the race, when they were clearly dejected that I had somehow been able to beat them.... ahh the glory days of a mediocre high school runner...
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