I know what you're thinking - the same thing I thought when I read this. But let me tell you: back off, ladies, he's all mine.
I've had a soft spot for that guy ever since I first ran the Chicago Marathon in '02. As most of you know, the course starts in downtown Chicago, heads north for a few miles before heading back downtown and then swinging west/south. You're back downtown, near the start, just about 10m into the race. In '02, this meant that I could hear the announcers declaring that the race had been won... as I was not even halfway through.
We're meant to be. Not only did we run that race together, but I've even been to Meknes, where wikipedia tells me he was born.
|Me in Meknes, but Michael Bayified.|