Mark v.s. Michael

It was a beautiful sunny day in Ancient Olympia. The old Olympic dirt track lie in wait to be used once again. You could feel the spirit of competition emanating from the grounds. That's when Mark, lifted by the Olympic spirit, challenged Michael to a race of both wills and stamina. Michael agreed to that challenge and the stipulations were discussed. The loser of the race would have to do whatever the winner asks of them. Both contestants were very eager as they lined up to the block. I was actually able to speak with both of the contestants and ask them their feelings about the challenge ahead.
-Jamie: "Michael what are your feelings about this race, what do you have in mind for the loser when you win?"
-Michael: "Well, Jamie, I'm feeling pretty confident at the moment. I was watching Mark warm up earlier and he looks pretty stiff. Either way it's going to be a tough race, but I think I can pull out a W. As far as the bet goes, if I win I'm making Mark do my laundry for a week. Ha!"
-Jamie: "Alright I'll let you get back to business, thanks for your time. Now over to Mark."
-Jamie: "Mark, I just spoke to your opponent, he seems pretty confident. How are your feelings about the race? Do you think you can win? And what do you have in mind for Michael if you win?"
-Mark: (smiles and nods his head up and down)
-Jamie: "Oh the silent type, I see. Your smile and nod says it all Mark. Good luck to you!"

Back on the block, Michael and Mark stood in angst, poised waiting for the drop of my arm. You could cut the tension with a knife.

Go!

Mark getting an early lead!

Mark pulling away!

Mark is the victor!

Michael hanging his head in defeat. Mark getting crowned with olive leaves.
Michael upholding his part of the bet!

Apparently, Mark's part of the bet was for Michael to pose naked like a Greek statue! After, while Mark was drinking his victory Miller Lite, I was able to go down to the track and congratulate him on the race.
-Jamie: "Wow Mark! Congratulations! I can't believe you did it, especially all in your suit, purely amazing! So, what proceeds this race? Maybe Olympic training? Retirement?"
-Mark: (the wind blew, moving his head from side to side)
-Jamie: "I can only take that as you don't want to answer any more questions. It's okay, no worries. Enjoy your win in peace my friend!"

As Michael sat, bare-ass, I could only imagine the defeat and embarrassment he was feeling at the moment. But a bets a bet, and he took it like a champ. Even the gods were cracking a smile.