Ten years ago at the White Rock Marathon, I started the race wearing a trash bag to keep me warm. My intention was to get rid of it as the weather got warmer. It never did so I ended up wearing the bag throughout my run. There was a guy wearing cammo pants and during the race we were calling each other "Cammo man" and "Trash Bag Man." At about mile 22, a woman ran out from the crowd, hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and exclaimed, "I love you Trash Bag Man." Then she ran back into the crowd. To this day, I have no idea who she was. But I must say, It did make the last 4 miles go a little easier.
~William, Dallas TX
