Dear Women Who Think You\u2019re Faster Than Me:<\/p>\n
Look, I\u2019m a man. I\u2019ve been running for a while now. I know a few things. And if you think you\u2019re faster than I am, I\u2019ve got news for you:<\/p>\n
You are probably faster than me. In fact, statistically, if you ran in one of the last two marathons I did, there\u2019s a very solid chance you finished with a faster time than I did. But I\u2019m a man. And because I\u2019m a man, I believe there are only two reasons you would have finished with a better time than me:<\/p>\n
1. You run faster than me.<\/p>\n
2. Math. You ran the same distance I did, in a shorter amount of time. Distance divided by time equals speed, so your speed was faster. I guess this is not so much a different reason than number one, just a more detailed explanation.<\/p>\n
I have noticed that lots of women run faster than me on a regular basis\u2014on race courses, on trails, in the park, through the airport. Also faster than me: other men, women who used to identify as men, men who used to identify as women, and non-binary people. And: women pushing jogging strollers, women who have started receiving Social Security checks, and women who have to stop at aid stations during ultramarathons to pump breast milk. They\u2019re fast. And I seem to find them everywhere.<\/p>\n
So if you\u2019re a woman and you think you\u2019re faster than me, there\u2019s really only one thing for you to do: pass me.<\/p>\n