Advertisement

RIP To This Guy Who Died While Competing In The Krispy Kreme Challenge Of Eating A Dozen Donuts And Running Five Miles

Screen Shot 2016-02-08 at 10.40.28 AM

Screen Shot 2016-02-08 at 10.42.35 AM

 

 

AL- A man suffered chest pains and died while competing in the 12th annual Krispy Kreme Challenge on Saturday in Raleigh, N.C. A 58-year-old man reported having chest pains within the first mile of the race, the Krispy Kreme Challenge confirmed on Facebook. The man was transported by ambulance to Rex Hospital where he was pronounced dead. Park Scholars at North Carolina State University runs the annual race that beliefs the North Carolina Children’s Hospital. In the race, contestants run five miles while eating a dozen doughnuts in an hour.

 

 

 

Tough way to go but also a pretty great way to go. One of those memorable deaths. Car accident deaths get forgotten. Krispy Kreme deaths get remembered forever. I shouldn’t laugh at this story but I laughed really hard at this story. It wasn’t super funny until the Krispy Kreme Challenge Facebook page released their statement.  Up until that point it was only kind of funny that a guy died while trying to eat a dozen dozens and run five miles in under an hour. The Facebook page issuing a sad and heartfelt statement is what got me.  Because you just know that every other post they’ve put up in the past has been like, “Come do the Krispy Kreme Challenge! Enjoy some delicious donuts AND get in shape at the same time! Fun for the whole family!”  All cheery posts about donuts and fitness.  Then BAM a post about a dead guy having a heart attack and dying. It’s just a funny juxtaposition of moods. I’m sure his family doesn’t find it as funny but what can ya do. Also, the part where they say, “stepped out of the race within the first mile” seemed unnecessary. He’s dead. Say he collapsed right by the finish line. That’s a better story.

 

PS- Little fact about me. I can’t eat Krispy Kreme donuts or I’ll puke.  I used to love love love Krispy Kreme donuts.  They turned an old Arby’s by my childhood house into a Krispy Kreme and it was pure magic. I’d go there constantly and eat as many melt-in-your-mouth glaze donuts as my fat face could handle.  Then one day I got the flu, tried to eat a Krispy Kreme donut while sick and puked all over the place. Now my brain refuses to eat Krispy Kreme donuts. It really sucks.  It’s a legit mental block that I wish I didn’t have. One part of my brain knows how great Krispy Kreme donuts are but another part makes me throw up when I eat them. Figure that out, scientists. It’s not fair. It’s like when you get super duper drunk off a certain type of alcohol and puke and you can never drink that type of booze again.  I’m that way but with Krispy Kreme donuts.