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Your Hundo is 99 and 1/2 Short

This  AC100 RaceBook   photo crystallizes a lot of thinking I've been doing about hundreds over the last several years. This image is of considerable drama and suffering.  I've seen art like this at the Louvre or Met—and the subject typically has arrows sticking out of them. Howie described it as: "My proudest moment...Too bad you can't hear the hyperventilating or my talking to myself trying to calm my body down." I used this image in the AC100 RaceBook to remind people that Angeles Crest is a tough race of the Old School. No blow-up run thru finish chutes, merchandising opps, timing chips and all the marathon blow-in cheese that have percolated into the 100-mile race scene. Its not Halloween on the course. There's fun, but ultimately its all business. Contrast that with  "hundo", a  cheap shorthand reference to the hundred. Its an easy, slick, drawly, pseudo-knowledgable familiarization of a distance that really demands yo