A finish line volunteer once screamed at me to "hurry through the chute." I was the 3rd finisher, the only person in the chute; the next person was a good 30 seconds behind me; there was only about 200 people in the race, and most importantly, there was no reason on earth for a chute at the finish!
Heard at the starting line of 5k held during the Crim 10 mile in Flint, Mich...
Announcer: 3 minutes till the race starts
Guy behind me: Alright, we have 3 minutes to start training
Some older kid i beat in 5k.
"How did u beat me?
ran 2 mile in hs track and beat our league's stud since he doubled in the mile and was already tired.
but still, it was my pr at the time and i was prety jacked. me and some teammates and this other dude and one of his teammates cooled down together and the stud says to me, "you've been running like a god lately."
all i could think of was a) i was surprised the dude even knew who i was, and b) that was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me in my life up to that point.
In a race a couple of years ago I caught up to this triathlon guy (you know the type, visor and shades on a cloudy day) with about 200 yards to go. We ran shoulder to shoulder for a few strides and then for some reason he tries to adjust his hat or take off his glasses or something and the $100 shades hit the pavement. He stops to pick em up, I start my kick for home and beat him by 30 yards.
In the chute he comes up behind me and says something like..."nice move dude, way to take advantage" in a very sarcastic tone of voice....I wish I'd come up with a nice snappy comeback but when someone says something so monumentally dumb it just catches you unawares.
I've had some weird complements in track but the weirdest came at leagues last year. I was running the 200m and this guy offered to hold my blocks which was good because I didn't feel like going to get someone to do it. When I finished the race and came back to get my sweats he was like that was the best block experience I've ever had, thankyou, then he handed me his phone number... It was a little weird.
Saddest thing I've ever seen after a race was at the Dublin marathon a couple of years ago. I was strolling around in the finish area trying not to stiffen up when a Kenyan who I'd passed in the last half mile comes up and asks if he could have my finisher t-shirt. I gave it to him and asked if he was cold...he said no, he just had a bad race and with no money to send home he had to get something to ship back...and off he went asking people for their t-shirts.
Shitty life for a B level Kenyan trying to make a buck on the roads.
Doped up where'd u run I used to run at the princeton battlefield all the time. Had some good experiences there won a dual meet by about 1:30 and some mom told me I had to do another lap of the perimeter cause I couldnt possibly be done so soon.
Flag Pole: Would the OWU professor be David Staley??
My baby sister (~6 yrs old) while at a college cross country meet: Run Faster!
That kinda sums it up....
jman wrote:
I think that I recall reading something about Jim Ryun's mom saying the same thing after he came in second in an 880 or mile race before his huge break through. I just remember reading that he ran freakin awesome just to get second, go home, tell his mom he lost (with an outstanding time) and she said, "That's ok, you will do better next time."
I think I remember this one! Ryun's running AAU stuff, the summer after his soph year of HS. He's in the open mile, up against a college stud (Cal Elmore?), and runs like 4:08 behind him, for a soph-class record. (We're talking 1963, folks.)
Ryun got very sick after the race (as he often did), but was able to recover in time for the 880, where he again runs with grownups and takes fifth with something in the 1:53? range. Greatest double ever run by a HSer to that time, and he's only a 16-year-old who just finished tenth grade.
So he gets home really late and just goes to bed without seeing the folks. Mom makes him breakfast the next morning and asks how the meet went. "Oh, I was second and fifth." "That's all right, dear, you'll do better next time."
During a steeplechase: "watch out, there's a puddle!"
“Hou bene hou!” (Afrikaans) for “Hold on legs, hold on!” at 4km in to the 38km Num-num trail running race in the mountains in South Africa. It is a nice gesture, but a bit early.
Once someone came up to me after a race and said"경상남도 출장안마 경상남도 출장만남 경상남도 출장마사지"
Labor day 5k...lots of CC High Schoolers run it and their coaches are scattered throughout the course yelling at their kids. About 2.75 miles in I was about 20 yards in front of a HS kid...his coach was in front of me just screaming at him...."Don't let this old guy beat you go go go" I looked at him and said "Not going to happen coach" he smiled and said "I know" and it didn't.
High School Regional meet: a kid told me he wrote a poem about beating me in a race earlier that week. Kicked his a**
League finals in high school, my sr. year and I run the mile & finish somewhere in the middle (not known for my leg speed), figure I'm all finished. Chugged down a 32 oz. cola and a large bag of popcorn from the concession and am sitting in the stands waiting for the final event to start, the mile relay. Our two fastest qtr milers and half milers are expected to get us into the regionals. One of the half milers gets spiked in his race and can't run the relay. Coach approaches the stands, looks at me holding my empties and says "get down to the track, your running the 3rd leg of the relay". That went well!