Let me preface this post by stating that I know it will piss some of you off, but I just need to get this off of my chest.
Are the rest of you sick and tired of the Team In Training Cult? I know that they raise a s*** load of money for cancer research, which is great, don't get me wrong, but I am fed up with mass e-mails from co-workers trying to hit up the office for ducats so that they can not only raise money for a worthwhile cause, but so they can also help fund a fabulous endurance vacation to Bermuda or Hawaii, or San Diego.
None of the inter office e-mails seem to mention the free travel.
But that's really not the thing about the TIT Cult that raises my dander. If you have the brass clangers to hit friends, family and office-mates up for dough, fine, maybe you do deserve a nice trip. What gets me is the TIT Cult's attitude towards mere participants who train for and compete in races for the sheer love of the sport.
On more than one occasion I've come across a gaggle of TIT Cult members who look at me and others incredulously when we say we're not interested in joining their secret society. I've been in and watched races where the Tank-Topped Moonies only encourage each other, leaving the other athletes (many of whom are racing for reasons that are just as meaningful) to feel like sweaty, self-indulgent drones in a sea of Purple-Shirted Fanaticism.
Everyone needs a rallying point to motivate oneself, and perhaps I am over generalizing. But it seems to me that the TIT Cult is like a foreign invader in our fragile multisport eco system that is choking off the other forms of life around it. Is the 50-year-old mother of three who is doing her first sprint race any less important than the TIT Cult member who finishes next to her?
To my eyes in ears, the TIT Cult seems to marginalize other athletes, which isn't really why we do this.
Thoughts?
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No sidewindin bushwackin, hornswaglin, cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter!
Are the rest of you sick and tired of the Team In Training Cult? I know that they raise a s*** load of money for cancer research, which is great, don't get me wrong, but I am fed up with mass e-mails from co-workers trying to hit up the office for ducats so that they can not only raise money for a worthwhile cause, but so they can also help fund a fabulous endurance vacation to Bermuda or Hawaii, or San Diego.
None of the inter office e-mails seem to mention the free travel.
But that's really not the thing about the TIT Cult that raises my dander. If you have the brass clangers to hit friends, family and office-mates up for dough, fine, maybe you do deserve a nice trip. What gets me is the TIT Cult's attitude towards mere participants who train for and compete in races for the sheer love of the sport.
On more than one occasion I've come across a gaggle of TIT Cult members who look at me and others incredulously when we say we're not interested in joining their secret society. I've been in and watched races where the Tank-Topped Moonies only encourage each other, leaving the other athletes (many of whom are racing for reasons that are just as meaningful) to feel like sweaty, self-indulgent drones in a sea of Purple-Shirted Fanaticism.
Everyone needs a rallying point to motivate oneself, and perhaps I am over generalizing. But it seems to me that the TIT Cult is like a foreign invader in our fragile multisport eco system that is choking off the other forms of life around it. Is the 50-year-old mother of three who is doing her first sprint race any less important than the TIT Cult member who finishes next to her?
To my eyes in ears, the TIT Cult seems to marginalize other athletes, which isn't really why we do this.
Thoughts?
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No sidewindin bushwackin, hornswaglin, cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter!