So, How Many Hats Do You Wear?
Friday, November 2, 2012
You Ran the NYC Marathon, and All I Got Is A Damp, Dark Apartment
All we wanted was to get our lives back to "quote-unquote normal." Our next local road race was initially scheduled for two weeks after the storm, but no races were run downtown for probably a year. Small scale when compared to New Orleans, but unsettling nevertheless.
When I raced the 2006 Crescent City Classic; the hotel in which we stayed still had an armed security guard. My first reaction during the race was that things were clearly back on the road to normal. However, I quickly learned this was not the case. The first clue was the amazingly large mound of wood, refrigerators, tree limbs and home materials which made it impossible to see across the neutral ground from the window of the parish school bus. In fact, I would have been hard-pressed to say it was neutral ground. Second, my friend Scott and I went for an easy eight miles the next day; as we went up Esplanade we saw vacant lots. These weren't vacant last year, dude.
So now New York City and much of the tri-state area are a mess because of Sandy. While there are probably a few persons who registered for the New York City Marathon (at $216) and made their travel and lodging plans who really, truly want to run in New York regardless of the conditions, should it be at the expense of the millions of residents of the area, from Hoboken to Queens, to the Lower East Side, who really could use the infrastructure being squandered on a bunch of selfish endurance enthusiasts?
Don't be too surprised if the crowds along the 26.21876-mile course are a little on the sparse side this year, or if the signage says things like "Will Cheer For Electricity," Or "Dude, Where's My Generator?" Or "You Ran the NYC Marathon, and All I Got Is A Damp, Dark Apartment."
Best sign idea for the weekend would have to be - and you can send this on to the New York Road Runners Club and Mary Wittenberg:
"W. W. F. D. - What Would Fred (Lebow) Do?"