When last I wrote, it was concerning your exploits at the 2009 NYC Marathon. You remember – the race where you printed up your own bib and snuck into the race. If you've forgotten, you can refresh your memory by checking the Brightroom photos of yourself mugging for the camera. By now you've probably realized that writing your real name on your shirt to go with your fake number is kinda like robbing a bank and passing the teller a note written on the back of your business card.
Anywho, as you know, our friends at NYRR didn't take kindly to that little stunt. They threatened to do things to you that you wouldn't do to a farm animal. And you came running back begging forgiveness and probably even sent a bouquet of flowers to Mary Wittenberg. After all, considering what they could have done to you – and what is being done by other race organizers who are bringing criminal charges against other cheaters – a little groveling probably wasn't the worst course of action. Lesson learned, and now you'll be on your best behavior. After all, to cheat again would be like Tiger Woods going out and picking up a floozie after his next tournament. You're too smart for that, right?
Maybe not. As an eagle-eyed reader (thanks Dave) of this humble blog pointed out, apparently you gave away/sold your bib in this year's NYC Half Marathon, which is also a clear violation of NYRR's policy. Didn't you think to tell your friend that she shouldn't pose for photos after the race if she was pretending to be a 25-year old guy? I mean you're sleazy and all, but you clearly need a smarter accomplice next time.
Preparations for the Race Across the Window are moving along nicely. We almost have our roster of eight riders, and it's looking like we'll have some really great guest riders including legendary triathletes, CAF riders and celebrities.
We'll keep things updated here, and you can follow us on Facebook – facebook.com/raceacrossthewindow and Twitter – twitter.com/ratw.
Last week I got a call from my good friend Christopher Bergland. He reminded me that six years earlier we had spent 24-hours at Kiehl's. As usual, I played the role of the geek with the clipboard. His part was a little harder. He played the implausibly talented and mentally strong athlete, as he broke the World Record by running 153.76 miles in 24-hours. It was truly one of the most impressive mental and physical displays I have ever seen.
With Dean Karnazes by his side (also shooting for the record) Christopher ran the equivalent of approximately six, 4-hour marathons back to back. A steady diet of Pedialyte, Ensure, gels, bars, chicken soup, etc, fueled Christopher. The clock ran during his bathroom breaks, but the treadmill did not. While he was well ahead of record pace through the first 18-20 hours, the last few hours were a struggle. With less than ten minutes to go, Christopher was just shy of the 153.6 mile record, but his knees buckled and he fell of the back of the treadmill. Once he was upright again, we slowed him to a walk and he was able to break the record with just under four minutes to go.
If you're looking for a little inspiration the next time you feel like cutting a workout short, look back at an accounting of the event as it took place, or the press release written after the fact.
And the results keep pouring in. Strong work by Tami Morano and City Coach newbie Sara Bibi at yesterday's NYRR race. Tami toughed it out despite having been sick all week, and Sara finished a strong 4th place in her AG. Congrats and happy Mother's Day ladies.
Congratulations and happy Mother's Day to Sarah Wenk on winning her AG at the Mother's Day Duathlon in Prospect Park yesterday. After focusing on the marathon last season, it's nice to have Sarah back in the world of multisport.
At yesterday's North Face 10k, the race officials initially announced that the second place finisher was a woman that none of the other top competitors remembered seeing. The woman who was given the 3rd place trophy was sure she had come in second. The woman who thought she was 3rd was told she was 4th, etc. I only recognized this because NSQ was 5th in the official results but was confident that only three women were ahead of her. When the mystery woman didn't show up to accept her award, it seemed clear that something had gone wrong. Maybe she cut the course, maybe was in the wrong race, but something didn't make sense.
After a little bit of nagging, the race timer realized what had happened. The woman assigned that number and chip had switched with a male racer who had the next number. (Presumably this was accidental, and could have been an error at the registration table.) Order was restored and all the ladies got their rightful prizes, but on the drive home we were speculating about ways that such things can happen, and how to deal with them.
Well, look no further than Colorado's famous Leadville 100. At the 2009 race, the woman who came in second in the 40+AG was not who she said she was. In fact she was a 36 year old Wendy Lyall, who had used the entry and raced under the name Katie Brazelton. When someone realized that the woman who crossed the line was not the one who accepted the award, race officials were tipped off, and now according to the Denver Post the two have been charged with criminal impersonation, which is a class 6 felony in Colorado.
The women who were deprived of their proper awards will get them at a special ceremony before this year's race.
Lately, I have been really thinking about and focusing
on how much I stink. Not stink in the self-effacing way I used to talk about
myself. Stink in the literal way. Stink in the dri-fit-
keeps-bacteria-healthy-and-fit way. I am all for technology, but where are we
today with it? We can send a man to the moon, but my shirt can only last a
month before the stench wilts flowers and makes people want to vomit. With
technology, I now have a fiber that keeps me cool and isolated. It’s
embarrassing to consider how bad I must smell in my workout when I peel off my
sweaty clothes and catch a whiff. (Though I do have a habit of taking repeated
whiffs—not sure if it’s for enjoyment or masochism? I am not ready to think
it’s just me. My other clothes don’t smell like this. I have tried Febreeze,
ammonia, baking soda, double washings, all to no avail. The next thought is to
just run faster so I will have less contact time, giving my shirts more shelf
Congratulations to NSQ and Jeannine on placing 4th and 8th respectively in today's 10k at Bear Mountain. Nicole won her AG and Jeannine was 2nd. Hanna and I both win the award for coldest hands while standing around and waiting.
Also on hand and racing were Lauren Perkins (second in the half marathon, the JackRabbit crew – Conor, Troy, Laura and Emily, as well as Gina from RUN NYC.
Today was day one of the North Face Endurance Challenge trail races at Bear Mountain. The relatively sane distances are tomorrow, but today's overly enthusiastic participants raced 50k and 50 miles. We had Agnes Zbylut in the 50k, and she had a great race, finishing in 7:01:43. That was good for 16th place out of 48 women.
In the 50-miler, Scott Towle (whose pre-race setup is pictured here) broke 13 fun-filled hours. Details to follow.
Congratulations to Agnes and Scott on a job well done.
It’s been a couple of days since I’ve gotten any hate mail, so I thought I’d revive a favorite theme. Back in April I was a little miffed at the cancellation and dumbing down of some races and other events, as well as the distribution of finisher’s medals to those who didn’t really finish. At the time, I opined that “we’re not all winners.” Some people were upset with me and felt that I demean the accomplishments of those who do not win. In fact, that is not my intention. I’m just a literal, and binary kinda guy. By definition, each event can have only one winner. The rest of us may have tried really hard, set a personal best, outdone ourselves, etc. but we didn’t win. That doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t all be proud, or that our efforts were meaningless, but in my less than humble opinion, to suggest that we’re all winners for trying or just showing up or wanting to win, demeans the accomplishments of the real winner. (And no – despite the whimsical image featured here, I don’t really think those who don’t win are failures.)