My mother-in-law and sister-in-law competed in a triathalon this weekend. What they probably didn’t know is that apparently winning is all about finding the worst competition so you can beat them. How stupid is this?
There’s a trend of wannabe winners gauging the competition at rinky-dink local triathalons and only entering if they think they have a good shot at winning. It’s not about the sport or the thrill or the fun of it–they just want to brag about winning a triathalon. Never mind that they bested only a handful of competitors so their win really doesn’t mean anything.
You have to be a certain kind of messed up to want a meaningless trophy that bad. I think my mother-in-law scored a much cooler prize: finishing. (link via kottke.org)