This little article appeared today on the Runner’s World site posing the question, “Bucket List Marathon, Yeah or Nay?”

I knew, just from the title, that the author was likely one of those people — you know the type: up on the high horse, pedestal, and soapbox all-in-one. And toward the end, he didn’t (or, I guess, more accurately, did) disappoint by saying:

OK. So this guy — who I’m sure is a very nice man, by the way, with the best intentions in the world — is basically lumping marathon running in with bungee jumping, seeing the Grand Canyon, getting a tattoo, reading Moby-Dick, and (you can’t make this stuff up) owning a Miata. Just another “thing to do” before he dies. One more square in the hopscotch game of life. Tra la la.

Does anyone find this just a little bit irritating? Almost, well… insulting?

Huh? Really? So let me get this straight. You’re personally insulted that people who start behind you and finish behind you have the audacity to enter the same race as you? Isn’t that a little like Tiger Woods being offended by the fact that my dad picks up a club and shoots in the mid-80s most weekends during the summer? Actually, scratch that. Because what I found in some quick Googling of this guy is that he hasn’t exactly been winning Boston or New York of late. So I guess it would be more like the local pro at the local golf course being offended that someone would attempt a round if they didn’t have a shot at the club championship.  But again, huh? Really?

And I must admit, I expected the worst from the commenters. (Perhaps I’ve been spending a little too much time reading the Slowtwitch forums). But with the exception of a very few, they represented all that is right with the sport of running. Most said — and I couldn’t agree more — that if you’ve put your time in and trained, then no matter what the time over the finish line reads, you have reason to be proud and call yourself a marathoner.

Because no matter how fast you cover it, 26.2 is the same distance for everyone. And no matter what way you cut it, it’s a damn hard distance every single time.