Did you know there is a post-race dance/rager after Foot Lockers?

I won't tell you my year or place (since you might be able to identify me), but I will tell you that the night after the race was one of the wildest nights of my life.

In no particular order... Things that I did/saw happen:

- a pack of 20 or so of us footlocker finalists tried to chase down a stray dog on the beach. When we finally caught it, one girl attempted to ride it, and I think we injured its pretty bad.

- Some idiot from the midwest region set his hair on fire with hair spray and a lighter, and we had to douse him with a fire extinguisher.

- 10 of us stripped down to our skivies on the beach... attempting to go for an ocean swim. One of the girls took off her skirt, apparently forgeting that she wasn't wearing underwear. When she realized, she tripped over herself trying to pull her pants up, and the ensuing struggle was hysterical.

- Another idiot from the midwest exposed himself to us, thinking he was hilarious. It was just stupid. He was one of the few that was drinking (had brought vodka). One of the guys pushed him, and a girl punched him in the stomach when he approached her with it out.

- 1/4 of the runners went to bed early because they were lame (a surprisingly low statistic, given the typical runner personality). One poor southern region kid got tea-bagged, drawn on, and whipped with a rat tail while he tried to sleep. What's surprising is that from the pre-race events, I thought this kid was the craziest mofo of us all.

It seemed like a lot of the guys were desperately trying to show off to the girls. As awkward high school distance runners, however, they just ended up doing stupid stuff that made them look like fools:

- One guy tried to convince everyone he could eat an entire pizza and drink 4 pints of milk in 20 minutes. The results were not pretty. He vomited several times. Cheesy, milky pepperoni bread everywhere. Was gross. Somehow, he rallied afterward and stuck around for the rest of the night's events.

- Two dumb@sses from different regions raced each other 400m down the beach. One stepped on a piece of trash and 'slipped,' which he used to justify his loss for the entire night. It was just funny to see these two imbeciles try to out macho each other when they really just looked like D-holes.

- Redifining stupidity, a kid from the Northwest snorted a pile of crushed up multivitamins in front of like 20 of us. Coughed for like an hour and annoyed everyone because he thought it was bad@ss.

The craziest part was after the idiot dudes and the lame girls had weeded themselves out of the running, there was 15 or so of us young runners, equally diverse in gender, who had passed the test of time. I had been flirting with a girl from my region since we got there, and I was crushing hard on her. Anyway, several people paired up or tripled up and went off to their different rooms mid morning. For sure, one guy escorted two girls into one of their rooms and didn't come out til the next morning. Point is, I can't say for sure what all happened that night in the different rooms. I can only know for sure what happened in mine. Nothing crazy. The girl and I kissed outside my door and went in and made out for a while. Nothing beyond that. Still, it was an awesome, crazy experience. I wish I still knew her.

Anyway, I don't know what it's like on other years, but my year felt pretty crazy to me.

Oh yeah, NXN has a crazy dance after the race Saturday. However security there is fairly strict, and after the dance nothing happens.

That was really one of the wildest nights of your life? How old are you now? I hope you're not too far along in college. You need to live a little.

- 1/4 of the runners went to bed early because they were lame (a surprisingly low statistic, given the typical runner personality). .

oh the ironing, LOL!

There was no dance when we raced 27 years ago. The only thing that I can clearly remember is that I was $600 poorer at the end of post race evening .

Wildest night? My Sunday mornings are more wild than that.

a sub 15 high school runner wrote:

- Another idiot from the midwest exposed himself to us, thinking he was hilarious. It was just stupid. He was one of the few that was drinking (had brought vodka). One of the guys pushed him, and a girl punched him in the stomach when he approached her with it out.

Yeah, this happened the year I went too. Not the pushing or punching but a few dudes whipped theirs out.

Guys, pulling out your tiny shrivled white penis does not impress women.

you're* - FTFM

Wow. Great story.

Though I was nowhere near good enough to ever qualify, I have quite a few friends that did, ranging from the 2004 to 2011 senior classes.

I heard a few short tales and saw at least one demonstration, but nobody would ever divulge the entire story behind the dance move that was coined "The Rupp" I believe it was him and Nicole Blood that danced together the entire night, and just did one kind of grind move for two hours straight. The next year, everyone chanted "Rupp! Rupp! Rupp!" and everyone in the room imitated his dance moves from the previous year.

Maybe someone that was there can elaborate?

Rupp! Rupp! Rupp! wrote:

Though I was nowhere near good enough to ever qualify, I have quite a few friends that did, ranging from the 2004 to 2011 senior classes.

I heard a few short tales and saw at least one demonstration, but nobody would ever divulge the entire story behind the dance move that was coined "The Rupp" I believe it was him and Nicole Blood that danced together the entire night, and just did one kind of grind move for two hours straight. The next year, everyone chanted "Rupp! Rupp! Rupp!" and everyone in the room imitated his dance moves from the previous year.

Maybe someone that was there can elaborate?

Yeah, Rupp has a very limited dance move arsenal and it involves some very minimal movements, Salazar does not want him pulling something.

Made up story, some kid who wish he went to FL

Quite some time ago I did footlocker. The party was a lot of fun. I remember some of the footlocker sponsored athletes getting down on the dance floor with us which was great.

Some notes from the party.

There were indeed a good number of super serious runners who went to bed early. But I have very clear memories of every single future olympian that night and they were all up til 6 AM at least having a great time.

There was one poor girl- A really really good runner. Her coaches, from a perennial powerhouse girls team, had scheduled a six miles at six AM morning run for her! The day after foot locker. I remember feeling like it was border line abuse. Just like they wanted to control her. She seemed aware that it was crazy but powerless to do anything about it. I remember trying to tell her not to go (and I was definitely one of the more uptight runners) but to no avail.

There is definitely a balance. One of my big regrets from my running times is not letting myself let my hair down often enough. All that stress isn't productive and that girl didn't wind up doing anything in college incidentally. I can't help but think that the two events are linked.

I can't believe the night after the race gets too crazy. My teammate made it last year and he didn't say anything about it. He is a party type of kid so he wouldn't have been one of those kids that tries to get sleep that night.

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"The Rupp", is no secret. Acosta went around telling everyone about this for years. It was more or less AJ making fun of Galen while trying to get with Blood.

20000005 wrote:

"The Rupp", is no secret. Acosta went around telling everyone about this for years. It was more or less AJ making fun of Galen while trying to get with Blood.

please elaborate on "The Rupp"

1985 wrote:

There was no dance when we raced 27 years ago. The only thing that I can clearly remember is that I was $600 poorer at the end of post race evening .

Close to my recollection.

When I raced the year before the only kids who partied were the Northeast team who somehow went to Tijuana and came back with a few beers. The rest of us walked around the beach, went to an ice cream stand, and hung out in the hallways of the hotel. The highlight of the night was a really drunk 40 year old who we met when we were loitering in the hallway and told us a really bad dirty joke.

I do remember staying up until about 4:00am somehow.

dish it bro wrote:

please elaborate on "The Rupp"

Yes, how does one do "the rupp"