I dismissed the gluttony and went back to soaking in the post-race activity, then hopped (on my one good leg) onto my bike to head out of Denver's Washington Park to head for my car. There was the same guy with his wife (or partner.) Both of them had grocery bags full of the post-race fuel.
I'm hoping that this guy had some legitimate reason to have hoarded so much of the food. I should point out that they ran out of Noosa while runners were still filing through the food line after the race. Perhaps he had just lost his job...or he was collected food to take to the homeless? Regardless, this one had me stymied. I didn't feel it was my place to call him out on it, but perhaps on these pages, we could consider the ethics of over-indulging at the food trough when you may be taking food out of another runner's mouth.
What's your view, "total d-bag move," or "not a big deal?"
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