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The latest news in SBevvy land was an adventure down to ft worth, TX for the Cowtown Marathon. A number of OKRunners were going to participate and who am I to shy away from some pacing duties and free and bottomless post race beer? Conner Wann was set to leg out his first 1/2 thon along with Josh Heimbach, Patti Rogers, Kels Hargens, and assorted other friends and patrons. As a sidenote, Ive had a tumultuous last week and a bit initiated by a massive hangover incurred a week previous, which led to a rough Saturday at the shop, which led to a trying weekend with the lady friend, which resulted in a number of sleepless and stressful days and nights. I also had managed to somehow strain an ankle tendon by a combination of running 12 miles on sand with a backpack on and doing hill repeats promptly afterward, but more likely just from lacing my damn shoe too tight. In any case my ankle looked like a bloated and decaying lamb shank and stayed that way as I worked at the shop on my feet throughout the week. As we neared the weekend, I hoped I could manage to heal enough to not be hindered by the situation and obviously exacerbate things. It was showing progress by Friday and thusly I deemed things feasible for some faster running. I had talked with Jerrys kids about using his marathon bib number as he had long been entered and long knew he wasn't going to participate and I was making the call on race week. This long-winded lead up to the recap of the outcome is only to set the tone and convey that the spontaneity of the situation is (mostly) what prompted my course of action. Anyway, after a nice early run with our Saturday morning group, a 1/2 day at the store and a dinner with assorted Oklahomans at a nice Texas byob restaurant, we awoke to nice race day conditions. Conner and I got out fast enough for his 116 goal but the variable and undulating nature of the course proved to be tough to match and we slowed a bit through the windy sections in the stockyards and a section with a 1/2 mile climb into the wind. As we approached the 10 mile mark, I was feeling comfortable and somewhat complacent to just run in, knowing we were slowing and not particularly wanting to waste an occasion for a good long run. I made the choice to just run on for the full marathon, feeling pretty good for about 25 miles of the race. I also happened to be the first one across the line. Now cowtown is another one of these races with a size able entry fee but no awards for top finishers and as I had nothing to prove with the time, I explained the situation to the press and the race director, but assuming there wouldn't be a rebuke for my actions. There were, of course and that's why I'm recapping the run from my position as the fastest finisher for yesterday's run but n it the winner. There are so many ways to debate this topic, being that Jerry and I are in the same age group, have the same qualifying time, and we are given entry to the race by the RD. I understand why the rules exist but I think if it's ultimately more for score keeping than anything. I'll leave it at that, I would like to hear more discussion from people that are now informed of the way the run played out. I don't know what the current rules and sanctions are on races, I know things like safety should be paramount in these events and this has nothing to do with that, maybe headphones, dogs, and strollers do. I am also aware that posing under different names is scorned by RDs and I don't have any ill will towards the cowtown RD at all, I'm just surprised it came to the end result it did. I enjoyed a number of things Sunday, a good solo run, a great shake from Malt Shop, and an amazing burger from Dutch's. My feet are beet up from the effort but surprisingly my ankle was less swollen post race the pre? It's back to bulbous today and I lost a toenail thanks to running sock less, but I will shed no tears about this one.


STAR-TELEGRAM/PAUL MOSELEY
This runner crossed the finish line as the Marathon winner, but was disqualified by race officials for wearing another runner's bib. (EDS< no ID since the bib # does not reflect his name)(EDS< he is NOT reacting to the penalty in photo). Competitors by the thousands gathered at the Will Rogers complex Sunday for the running of the 2012 Cowtown Marathon, Ultra-Marathon and Half-Marathon, which started at 7am. Photographed 2/26/12, Fort Worth, TX. (Fort Worth Star-Telegram/Paul Moseley)

Read more here: http://www.star-telegram.com/2012/02/26/3764539/cowtown-marathons-first-finisher.html#storylink=cpy

Add: the plot has thickened and I've somehow gone viral with the new York times calling to inquire on the weekend's antics...

Comments

Unknown said…
Love it...rock on renegade!!! All you have to do is point to the (real) scoreboard when anyone gives you grief. Congrats on your 'win'!!
February 28, 2012 at 2:47 PM
Allen said…
Hey man,

Nice job on the win. DQ is meaningless, especially in a race with no prize. Congrats - enjoy your 15 minutes, albeit for a weird reason.

February 28, 2012 at 8:58 PM
Unknown said…
Dude, if a race does not permit you to exchange out a bib than you have no business running with someone else's bib - end of story!
February 29, 2012 at 9:30 PM
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