well is there?
well is there?
I think that all runners are well past their first flush of youth, but I'll answer anyway:
Wrinkly, Decrepit Smelly Geezers In Too Small Shorts Cutting Courses For Ridiciculous Age Division Glory.
pangolin^666 wrote:
I think that all runners are well past their first flush of youth, but I'll answer anyway:
Wrinkly, Decrepit Smelly Geezers In Too Small Shorts Cutting Courses For Ridiciculous Age Division Glory.
How about Old F#@ks? If you do the math on my screen name (high school graduation year), then you'll see I certainly qualify for the division.
pangolin^666 wrote:
I think that all runners are well past their first flush of youth, but I'll answer anyway:
Wrinkly, Decrepit Smelly Geezers In Too Small Shorts Cutting Courses For Ridiciculous Age Division Glory.
Or "Faster Than Pangolin^666"
Experienced
How about we call us....
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....errr....sorry. I fell asleep. What were we talking about?
slow
I thought "Masters" was already the attempted sexing-up and rebranding of "Veterans". Has it worn off?
Veteran = old, probably wounded with bits falling off
"Master" probably sounded kind of, well, masterful at first.
age raiders
-Old schleps
-The scrappers
-Old foaggies
Turtles.
http://gonewengland.about.com/cs/bostonattractions/l/blbostonphoto5.htm
Is the Hare licking his nuts?
Correction... Tortoises
Fillers for filler races at Millrose Games, etc.
I would like it if they called us Jedi Masters
Lechers.
Syphilictic, decaying Zombie-like corpses teetering on the brink of death. Or maybe old goats.
The "You'll Never Run 2:08:46" category?
How about can you beat any of these records, then talk, bitch.
The kind of old farts who spend their time trying to hang onto youth by training hour upon hour to get some kind of ridiculous age-group record are indeed sad people. I can only imagine the ego possession that drives these people. Isn't there more meaning in their lives than to get hung up on this? The sad part is that they waste their lives on this, and they don't even realize that no one, outside a small circle of similar sad people, could give a damn less.
Your question could have been asked of the 43,000+ athletes tht ran New York. Why? For money? For prestige?
No, dumbshit for the ability to reach whatever limit they had. If a Masters runner can achieve something along the way of a timed goal, then f*** you. I bet your best times don't even come close.