Did anyone else watch the Yared Nuguse final workout before Grand Slam? At first Ritzenhein is making small jokes about Robert Farken holding in a number 2 and throughout the workout he just keeps making more jokes and Farken isn’t laughing… I understand a fun team environment and making jokes here and there but when Track All-Access is there recording it’s a bit odd…
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My reaction was one of shock, confusion, sadness, and betrayal. I cried later. He was such a hero to me. It was like if Michael Jordan were to flip you the bird and swear at you after asking him for an autograph. That’s not a perfect analogy; I don’t think athletes owe autographs to fans or even necessarily owe them any time. But literally all I said was “good luck Ritz”. Even him ignoring me would have been better than what he did.
Over the years I’ve at times tried to give Dathan the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was really nervous before lining up, had a lot riding on the race, had his contract with Nike on the line, maybe he was injured, personal problems, bad day, anything. However, when I tell people the story, most of them think that what he did was absolutely inexcusable, no matter what his mood was like. My wife, who was with me during the incident (before we were married) was actually very upset. We both ,along with most of the group we were with, had all survived cancer. She hadn’t been in remission that long. Her hair had just started growing back. She wasn’t ready to run the race with us that day. She was there for support and to provide information to people about our fundraiser. She asked me multiple times, if she should reach out to Nike and Dathan’s agent and explain what happened and demand an apology. I turned the offer down, because an apology wouldn’t change how I felt that day anyway. Unfortunately like with the OP who started this thread, other posters on Letsrun, and other runners I’ve met over the years; it seems that a lot of people think that Ritz is rude, selfish, and inconsiderate. I do admit that most of what I’ve heard does not come close to how he treated me that day, which is why it’s my sincere hope that that incident was just a one off due to pressure or stress he may have been feeling. I’d hate to think he regularly treats fans and the people around him that badly.
My reaction was one of shock, confusion, sadness, and betrayal. I cried later. He was such a hero to me. It was like if Michael Jordan were to flip you the bird and swear at you after asking him for an autograph. That’s not a perfect analogy; I don’t think athletes owe autographs to fans or even necessarily owe them any time. But literally all I said was “good luck Ritz”. Even him ignoring me would have been better than what he did.
Over the years I’ve at times tried to give Dathan the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was really nervous before lining up, had a lot riding on the race, had his contract with Nike on the line, maybe he was injured, personal problems, bad day, anything. However, when I tell people the story, most of them think that what he did was absolutely inexcusable, no matter what his mood was like. My wife, who was with me during the incident (before we were married) was actually very upset. We both ,along with most of the group we were with, had all survived cancer. She hadn’t been in remission that long. Her hair had just started growing back. She wasn’t ready to run the race with us that day. She was there for support and to provide information to people about our fundraiser. She asked me multiple times, if she should reach out to Nike and Dathan’s agent and explain what happened and demand an apology. I turned the offer down, because an apology wouldn’t change how I felt that day anyway. Unfortunately like with the OP who started this thread, other posters on Letsrun, and other runners I’ve met over the years; it seems that a lot of people think that Ritz is rude, selfish, and inconsiderate. I do admit that most of what I’ve heard does not come close to how he treated me that day, which is why it’s my sincere hope that that incident was just a one off due to pressure or stress he may have been feeling. I’d hate to think he regularly treats fans and the people around him that badly.
You're a legitimate weirdo.
Right, it’s me who’s a weirdo and not Dathan Ritzenhein who swore at me in a group of cancer survivors. Nor is it you who is a legitimate weirdo for strangely dismissing me and thereby condoning Ritz’s behavior. Yup, it’s me. Thanks.
To the person who is making Ritz out to be the bad guy for being rude to cancer survivors. I mean, he isn't the only one who is sick of hearing their sob stories. I think he is speaking for the majority of us when he told you to f off. Seriously, enough already. You survived cancer. Woopty-doo. How many pats on the back do you people want?
To the person who is making Ritz out to be the bad guy for being rude to cancer survivors. I mean, he isn't the only one who is sick of hearing their sob stories. I think he is speaking for the majority of us when he told you to f off. Seriously, enough already. You survived cancer. Woopty-doo. How many pats on the back do you people want?
Wow. I guess you have been fortunate enough to not be diagnosed yourself or have someone you care about it get cancer. That is the only explanation for why you would post something so horrifically invalidating and insensitive. My wife, before she died losing her fight with cancer two years ago, told me I should forgive people like you and pray for you. I will pray ceaselessly that you never have to go through what my late wife and I have gone through in our fight against cancer. I hope God spares you any of the suffering of cancer and that He also does not allow anyone you care about to ever get cancer. Sometimes I envision that my wife is still alive with me, standing in the kitchen next to the window with the sunlight shining on her auburn hair. She’s smiling at me and telling me to forgive people like Dathan and like yourself.
Did anyone else watch the Yared Nuguse final workout before Grand Slam? At first Ritzenhein is making small jokes about Robert Farken holding in a number 2 and throughout the workout he just keeps making more jokes and Farken isn’t laughing… I understand a fun team environment and making jokes here and there but when Track All-Access is there recording it’s a bit odd…
No surprise here. Ritz has always been a jerk. I told him good luck before the NYC marathon and he gave me the middle finger and yelled an expletive. I was warming up with my group. We were there to raise awareness for a fundraiser for individuals suffering from blood cancers such as Lymphoma and Leukemia. Most of us were cancer survivors, myself included and we wearing matching t-shirts. We were running our warm up and crossed paths going in the opposite direction. I just said, “good luck Ritz” and smiled and waved. I wasn’t loud or anything. You should have seen how mad he got. I could understand him being nervous, but good God.
You will never be a real incel. You have no autism, you have no negative canthal tilt, you have no deep seated emotional resentment. You are a well-adjusted man twisted by irony and memes into a crude mockery of a stone cold virgin.
All the “rejection” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back girls love you. Your parents are proud and happy for you, "Stacies” swoon over your masculine appearance behind closed doors.
Women are utterly smitten with you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out chads with incredible efficiency. Even incels who “pass” look strong and charismatic to a woman. Your deep voice and good sense of humor are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to earn a little online incel clout, you'll get cancelled the second your DMs get leaked and everybody gets a glimpse of the e-girls thirsting over you. You will never be depressed. You wrench out a fake "tfw no gf" every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be miserable, but deep inside you feel the happiness creeping up like a weed, ready to bless you with unshakeable confidence.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll find a girlfriend, marry her, knock her up, and have seven healthy kids together. Your parents will praise you, happy but a little bit sentimental now that their little boy has finally grown up. They’ll spoil the kids with candies and toys, and every acquaintance for the rest of your life will know that you're a fakecel. Eventually you will pass on surrounded by your loved ones. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a family that misses you dearly.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
You will never be a real incel. You have no autism, you have no negative canthal tilt, you have no deep seated emotional resentment. You are a well-adjusted man twisted by irony and memes into a crude mockery of a stone cold virgin.
All the “rejection” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back girls love you. Your parents are proud and happy for you, "Stacies” swoon over your masculine appearance behind closed doors.
Women are utterly smitten with you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out chads with incredible efficiency. Even incels who “pass” look strong and charismatic to a woman. Your deep voice and good sense of humor are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to earn a little online incel clout, you'll get cancelled the second your DMs get leaked and everybody gets a glimpse of the e-girls thirsting over you. You will never be depressed. You wrench out a fake "tfw no gf" every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be miserable, but deep inside you feel the happiness creeping up like a weed, ready to bless you with unshakeable confidence.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll find a girlfriend, marry her, knock her up, and have seven healthy kids together. Your parents will praise you, happy but a little bit sentimental now that their little boy has finally grown up. They’ll spoil the kids with candies and toys, and every acquaintance for the rest of your life will know that you're a fakecel. Eventually you will pass on surrounded by your loved ones. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a family that misses you dearly.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
Oh Dathan you silly, triggered jerk of a little man. Go back doping up your team
No surprise here. Ritz has always been a jerk. I told him good luck before the NYC marathon and he gave me the middle finger and yelled an expletive. I was warming up with my group. We were there to raise awareness for a fundraiser for individuals suffering from blood cancers such as Lymphoma and Leukemia. Most of us were cancer survivors, myself included and we wearing matching t-shirts. We were running our warm up and crossed paths going in the opposite direction. I just said, “good luck Ritz” and smiled and waved. I wasn’t loud or anything. You should have seen how mad he got. I could understand him being nervous, but good God.
You will never be a real incel. You have no autism, you have no negative canthal tilt, you have no deep seated emotional resentment. You are a well-adjusted man twisted by irony and memes into a crude mockery of a stone cold virgin.
All the “rejection” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back girls love you. Your parents are proud and happy for you, "Stacies” swoon over your masculine appearance behind closed doors.
Women are utterly smitten with you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out chads with incredible efficiency. Even incels who “pass” look strong and charismatic to a woman. Your deep voice and good sense of humor are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to earn a little online incel clout, you'll get cancelled the second your DMs get leaked and everybody gets a glimpse of the e-girls thirsting over you. You will never be depressed. You wrench out a fake "tfw no gf" every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be miserable, but deep inside you feel the happiness creeping up like a weed, ready to bless you with unshakeable confidence.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll find a girlfriend, marry her, knock her up, and have seven healthy kids together. Your parents will praise you, happy but a little bit sentimental now that their little boy has finally grown up. They’ll spoil the kids with candies and toys, and every acquaintance for the rest of your life will know that you're a fakecel. Eventually you will pass on surrounded by your loved ones. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a family that misses you dearly.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
Well I guess beneath your paragraphs of sarcasm lie some kind of incel jab towards me. I’m no spring chicken, so I’m not familiar with the youth internet lingo, but if I understand what you intend to indicate by calling me an incel, I would have to reject such a statement. Before my wife passed a couple years ago, we were together several years, and madly in love. We were best friends, completely trusted each other, and spent every aching hour together as if it was our last. I cannot even imagine ever pursuing another relationship after the love and joy I shared with my wife. She’s irreplaceable. The memories I have of her will last with me for the rest of my life. But I’m not very hip, so I can’t say for sure that I understand your attempt to insult me. It’s over my head.
Did anyone else watch the Yared Nuguse final workout before Grand Slam? At first Ritzenhein is making small jokes about Robert Farken holding in a number 2 and throughout the workout he just keeps making more jokes and Farken isn’t laughing… I understand a fun team environment and making jokes here and there but when Track All-Access is there recording it’s a bit odd…
No surprise here. Ritz has always been a jerk. I told him good luck before the NYC marathon and he gave me the middle finger and yelled an expletive. I was warming up with my group. We were there to raise awareness for a fundraiser for individuals suffering from blood cancers such as Lymphoma and Leukemia. Most of us were cancer survivors, myself included and we wearing matching t-shirts. We were running our warm up and crossed paths going in the opposite direction. I just said, “good luck Ritz” and smiled and waved. I wasn’t loud or anything. You should have seen how mad he got. I could understand him being nervous, but good God.
Maybe his levels were a bit unbalanced at the time. Not his fault. Right?…
No surprise here. Ritz has always been a jerk. I told him good luck before the NYC marathon and he gave me the middle finger and yelled an expletive. I was warming up with my group. We were there to raise awareness for a fundraiser for individuals suffering from blood cancers such as Lymphoma and Leukemia. Most of us were cancer survivors, myself included and we wearing matching t-shirts. We were running our warm up and crossed paths going in the opposite direction. I just said, “good luck Ritz” and smiled and waved. I wasn’t loud or anything. You should have seen how mad he got. I could understand him being nervous, but good God.
Maybe his levels were a bit unbalanced at the time. Not his fault. Right?…
In all seriousness, does EPO or other endurance sport drugs cause aggression like steroids are known to? Maybe he was juiced out of his mind and that’s why he flipped me off.
I caught Ritz in a locker room once, he had a layer of latex stretched over his body and pack of magnums opened on the bench. He kept murmuring "condom with a skeleton on it" Needless to say it unnerved me and I left, freaky.
Are you confusing him with Adam Goucher?
When Kara was at her shorter distance peak she and Adam went to Madison Square Garden for the Millrose indoor meet. On their return to Denver Stapleton Intl. Airport Adam took the shuttle to long-term parking while Kara waited curbside. This was before Colt was in her tummy. Kara expected a 15-20 minute wait. 2 hours later she was still waiting. Apparently their Range Rover SUV had a flat. How and why it took Adam 2 hours to fix a flat neither me, nor Kara, not Colt will ever know. At this time Adam had completed 1 bathroom remodel and was thinking of getting into contractor work. That flat tyre episode, I lost all faith in Adam as a handyman.
I defy you to defy me that this isn't a true story. It came up on the podcast once, and Desi snickered about Adam's shortcomings. I personally thought that was a bit over the top.
When Kara was at her shorter distance peak she and Adam went to Madison Square Garden for the Millrose indoor meet. On their return to Denver Stapleton Intl. Airport Adam took the shuttle to long-term parking while Kara waited curbside. This was before Colt was in her tummy. Kara expected a 15-20 minute wait. 2 hours later she was still waiting. Apparently their Range Rover SUV had a flat. How and why it took Adam 2 hours to fix a flat neither me, nor Kara, not Colt will ever know. At this time Adam had completed 1 bathroom remodel and was thinking of getting into contractor work. That flat tyre episode, I lost all faith in Adam as a handyman.
I defy you to defy me that this isn't a true story. It came up on the podcast once, and Desi snickered about Adam's shortcomings. I personally thought that was a bit over the top.
Nobody in this story ever set foot inside Stapleton Airport. Also, it's Joe Bosshard who drives a Range Rover.