when i was 18, i bandited boston with a line to line time of 3:08:40. putting in a 6:40 last mile to run under the qualifying standard in what seemed to be the greatest kick of my or anyone else's life, i gladly took my aluminum blanket and food at the finish. i even took water, gatorade, and oranges along the way.
i have absolutely no regrets for my actions, however morally reprehensible that may make me.
john hancock is doing alright without my entry fee, just as pf changs is scraping by without the entry fees of that pack in front of the guy who said he ran r-n-r arizona.
everyone else can, in the words of a true bandit, f*** off : )