Friday Funny 394: 20 Types of Ironman Triathletes
>> Friday, September 21, 2012
20 Types of Athletes You'll See at an Ironman Race (from a First-Time Spectator)
This was written by a women cheering on her brother last month at the inaugural Ironman NY last month. Below is what she wrote about cheering at her first Ironman...
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1. Guy who is pouring anything he can find on himself to try to wash away the urine that was recently released all over his shorts and legs.
I LOVE this guy! His energy and enthusiasm epitomize the spirit of the Ironman. If you don't cheer for him, you should be banned from spectating (IMO).
Actually, about 30% of the bikers were wearing these helmets, but they never got old. They are soooo funny lookin'. If you think the drawing below is an exxageration, click here.
This guy looks like a stripper tucking dollar bills anywhere they will possibly fit. (For those of you who are unfamiliar: race organizers sometimes hand out cold-water-soaked sponges at certain parts on the course as a way to help cool down the runners)
At first I was alarmed, thinking I had done something to offend this person. But then I realized he was just doing a good deed by chucking his empties in a race-spectated area for easier cleanup.
There is nothing, other than seeing my brother, that turns me into a psychotic crazy fan than seeing these so-called handicapped people doing things that 99% of "able-bodied" people will never do. I cheered so hard I actually tasted blood (can you rip a vocal cord? Is that possible?)
1. First of all, he is not winning. Also, his name doesn't rhyme with Shmance Barmstrong.
2. Second of all, I'm making a point of this guy because he was the least friendly participant on the course (when I say "he" I am referring to every racer wearing a yellow jersey.) One yellow-jerseyed-man rode directly on the line that spectators are supposed to stand behind, and then shooed us away (a sweep of the hand, like "step back, plebes") as if we were getting too close to greatness. Whyyy? BTW, there are studies showing that smiling enhances your mood and performance. All of these yellow jersey guys were just kind of .... jerks.*
*If you are friendly and happened to be wearing a yellow jersey, please bring back honor to your yellow-jerseyed peoples by commenting in the section below.
Hey, If you run the race, you should wear whatever you feel like wearing! Just make sure there are big printed words so I can cheer you on ("YES! YOU'RE ENDING DIABETES! YAY! JEWS FOR JESUS! SALLY'S CLEANING SERVICE LOOKING GOOD!" If you print it, I will scream it.)
In doing so, he has announced to me that he enjoys being cheered for, and therefore I will probably pretend to know him.... "PETER oh my God is that really you???!! I have been waiting for you for MY WHOLE LIFE!!" (Yes. I actually do this. It usually goes over well. Usually.)
So touching. There's something about it that gives you that gutteral "proud to be a New Yorker" feeling every time.
There are rules about assisting the participants - if you help people in a certain way it can actually kick them out of the race. I've heard amazing stories about people crawling to the finish at Kona, refusing help from anyone.
How are you doing this? More importantly, how are you beating my brother?
I was BLOWN AWAY by these ladies. The top female competitors were incredibly close to the top men. They. Were. Killing. It. Major props to these rockstar fembots showing all of womankind that we are in it to win it. I got chills.
Except his ass crack. Which you could see clearly through his white shorts.
I go wild for the fat guy. He's doing this Ironman just like the rest of them, but he's sometimes carrying almost an entire additional person's worth of weight on his frame. The epitome of "no excuses". Super inspiring.
This one is actually drawn directly after a woman who was running the race with a turquoise top (anyone who spectated will remember her, she was basically the picture of fitness). She had a nasty bod and her hair was in these cool braid things. She, too, was beating my brother. Girl was crushing it. Plus she always smiled at the fans.
Ironman training = major calorie deficiency. Really hard to keep weight on.
His joy is infectious, especially as he crosses the finish.
AKA my brother. Because despite the fact that the "peeing on himself" guy may have been loosely entirely based off of him, or the fact that the old guy and the hot girl beat him or that he didn't finish sub-11 hours like he wanted to, this guy continues to be my hero in every sense of the word. Being an ironman? Cool. Being a better big brother than any other big brother of time? Way cooler.*
*Would like to note that he is currently tied with my other big brother for the "best big brother of time" award.
Have you run an Ironman (or a triathlon, or any other race that involves these stereotypes)? Which one are you? Let me know in the comments below!
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10 comments:
love this.
Sign me,
#19
Okay this is funny but so very true! And yes, I believe you can pop a vocal chord. I couldn't talk on the way home from Madison (a pleasant side effect my husband loved) My philosophy is spectating is a sport give it all ya got!
I was #19 twelve days ago and I still can't believe it! I look at my finishing photo everyday amazed that I actually did it. It still feels like a dream.
I could add a few more:
The guy that does the run in basketball shoes.
The finishers that leap/jump/cartwheel at the finish and then fall and/or cramp up.
Freaking hysterical. Have a friend that just got back from spectating IMWI (her husband did his first one) and I'll have to share this with her.
Love this. All true. Couldn't believe I saw blind guy three times at IMMOO this year. And he finished before my Uncle. Blind.
I saw this right before my first IM, IMKY. I wish I was #16. I liked to think I was anyway....I was definitely super cheerful and smiling the whole time. I was also #3. Gotta love the aero helmet. Bummer that I am not such a good cyclist.
My husband's friend Joanie really is #16. She is 50years old and looks 20. She kicked my butt at IMKY. Ironically, she also spent some time curled up in a ball vomiting, and they called EMS and everything for her, but since she didn't get in the ambulance, she was allowed to continue, and almost make it to Kona. She was 4th in her AG.
"Jews for Jesus", bahahaha! I loved this!
"Jews for Jesus", bahahaha! I loved this!
"Jews for Jesus", bahahaha! I loved this!
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