Wednesday, February 18, 2015


By now, you've heard all the jokes, and have seen all the pictures of Brian Williams in the JFK limousine, landing at Normandy during the D-Day invasion, with a microphone in hand during the moon landing, on the Santa Maria with Christopher Columbus.

It seems as though, for years, this guy had a compulsive need to trump-up his achievements.

Here, my friends, is another great aspect of our sport.

You simply CANNOT exaggerate your accomplishments in the sport of running. The finish line clock doesn't lie, and neither can you. Race finish times, from the little hometown 5K to the Boston Marathon, are memorialized in print, on the Internet, and on social media.

Think you can get away with exaggerating your race times?

Just ask former vice-presidential candidate, Paul Ryan.

Politicians, in general are pretty good truth-stretchers. But Paul Ryan lost the votes of many a runner, when, during the 2012 presidential campaign, he declared that he had once run a marathon in "2 hour and 50 something."


For many, breaking the 3-hour marathon barrier is a lofty goal. If it is achieved, one remembers their time, to the second.

After extensive research, it was discovered that Mr. Ryan's best marathon time was actually 4:01:25.
If we all could magically transform a 4:01 into a "2:50 something," many marathon times would be enriched.

After he was busted, Ryan, in a radio interview, offered this lame excuse.

"I hurt my back when I was in my mid-20s, so I had to stop running. And so obviously, my perception of races and times was off,” Ryan said. “I thought that was an ordinary time until my brother showed me a 3-hour marathon is, you know, very -- crazy fast. I ran a 4-hour marathon."

Ours is the purest of sports. The gun sounds and we make our way to the finish line as fast as our bodies will take us there. Someone may act like Brian Williams and claim they have hit 400-feet home runs during their baseball careers, or a golfer may say he can drive the ball over 300-yards.
But we can't fool the clock, and therefore, with the exception of a few steroid abusers, our sport remains clean.

There's no B.S. or B.W. here.

Unlike the Paul Ryan's and Brian Williams' of the world, we allow our feet to do the talking and our accomplishments speak for themselves.