Everyone knows the story of the original marathoner, right? This guy, Pheidippides, ran from Athens to Marathon to deliver a message of victory over the Persians...and then promptly died.
And then 2000 years later later, apparently because it went so well the first time, hundreds of thousands of people re-enact his dead march every year by entering in various 26.2 mile runs which we'll call "marathons".
Doesn't it seem strange that the guy dies after just one of these races and yet people will do this every year. I think so too.
Anyway, in case you are wondering where I am going with this, that's my costume. I'll have a toga (we'll pretend that's what the Greeks wore...close enough, anyway), my race number ("1" in this case) and "Go Pheidippides" down my arms. And, of course, socks and my running shoes. I'm the original marathoner! Or, I'm a drunk frat guy at a toga party...I'm cool with either costume.
And yes, there will be pictures.
7 years ago
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Eddie Izzard does a bit about this where he asks "Why would you run yourself literally to death to report that you won a battle? Once you've won, that should be more like you and your buddies get drunk and drive around going 'Wooooo! We f***ing won, baby!'" (Waving flags.)
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