One wouldn't say nowadays, but I used to be quite sporty. I was one of the best racewalkers on the ultra long distance in belgium back in the 1990's. On the photo there's proof of that: I received this trophy for being the fastest on a 200 kilometres (that's 124,5 miles) race.
Cost me 24 hours and 18 minutes (some numbers one never forgets) and bought me nothing but the honour of receiving this trophy (racewalkers actually pay to participate in races).
But that's not the reason why I post this photo today. The reason is what is missing on the pedestal: the name of the guy who sponsored that trophy. That was José Happart. You probably never heard of the man, but he managed to be an absolute pain in the ass for Flanders for many years and he still was when I received that trophy in 1997.
So the man who organised the race tore off Happart's name from the trophy, saying he had never expected a Flemish guy to win the race. Not very thankful towards the sponsor, but it made me laugh out loud :-)