It was New Year's Day last year, we had a foot or so of snow dumped on our city. I'm running through the park in a long-sleeved shirt but just shorts on. I pass by some guy all bundled up with a snow shovel on his shoulder who seems impressed. "Soldier, boy. Straight up soldier," he says.
Hobbyjoggin Henry wrote:
Canada Girl wrote:
Back when I lived in Edmonton, a random stranger drove by me and called me a b!tch while I was out for a run, on my birthday of all days.
Was it Greg?
Impossible. You can’t heckle yourself. Wait, maybe you can. It makes a lot more sense when I think about it like that too.
Jimmy James wrote:
It was New Year's Day last year, we had a foot or so of snow dumped on our city. I'm running through the park in a long-sleeved shirt but just shorts on. I pass by some guy all bundled up with a snow shovel on his shoulder who seems impressed. "Soldier, boy. Straight up soldier," he says.
Haha! I hope you saluted him in response.
old guy 74 wrote:
During the last mile of a marathon, "Looking good old guy." I was 'only' 50 at the time and I knew I didn't look good.
Running Boston a few years ago I think I was in the third wave. I heard a spectator say to his friends” these are the runners that not real good”. I couldn’t stop laughing when I heard it.
happens today wrote:
Doing my easy run down the sidewalk this morning. Passed another runner. After I passed him he said, “you could give me a little more space.”
I guess we all need our own sidewalks during this pandemic. Or he could just run faster.
At least he sounded calm instead of the guy I ran into this past weekend on my run....a friend of mine and I were running along a distance apart when this guy in his 70s? coming towards me started yelling “ GET ON YOUR SiDE! MOVE! GET AWAY!” At first I thought he was yelling at me to get to the side b/c someone was behind me but instead, he thought I was too close coming towards him. Ok maybe I wasn’t EXACTLY 6ft apart but wth? He didn’t wear a mask and if he’s too damn scared to be outside then he should of stayed home. Seriously?? After a few seconds I yelled back ..”God Bless You!”...rolls the eye
I used to do speed work at a middle school near my house. One day of the week, school started late, and I would get in a few 400s before the kids showed up. For some reason, one time, they showed up early and a middle school boy said “Show me your tits!” I thought about it. I was at least two generations older than him. I thought it was rude and sick. That kid will encounter girls and women all of his life. Maybe he needed some education? So I went into the school and reported him to the vice principal, who looked mortified.
I never went back to the track again. So not really a happy ending.
People are crazy! LRC, I love all your stories.
Here’s a funny one of mine:
I was out running on a glorious day in Georgia, you know the types of days where it doesn’t feel too hot or humid, but the sun is shining. I was spacing off and enjoying my run on a path I ran on a regular basis when before I could grasp what was happening, I was in the middle of a civil war enactment for a children’s camp! They were dressed up and everything and started yelling at me “traitor!!” over and over, and also “get her!!!” I yelled, “I surrender”, but then I high tailed it out of there.
Dreamboat_Annie wrote:
I used to do speed work at a middle school near my house. One day of the week, school started late, and I would get in a few 400s before the kids showed up. For some reason, one time, they showed up early and a middle school boy said “Show me your tits!” I thought about it. I was at least two generations older than him. I thought it was rude and sick. That kid will encounter girls and women all of his life. Maybe he needed some education? So I went into the school and reported him to the vice principal, who looked mortified.
I never went back to the track again. So not really a happy ending.
??? you showed him!!! Good for you.
Running with a college teammate in a pretty backwoodsy area, a warm summer evening so just in shorts and no shirts. A guy in a beat-up pick-up truck going the other way says "why don't you hold hands and skip, you fa**ots." Made me laugh pretty hard.
Was on an easy run in a complete downpour. The sidewalks were flooded up to my ankles. A dude in the backseat of a car rolled his window down and said something like, "sh*t, you mu'f*ckin hardcore!" Gave me a little motivation to finish the run.
Dill Dickleson wrote:
Running with a college teammate in a pretty backwoodsy area, a warm summer evening so just in shorts and no shirts. A guy in a beat-up pick-up truck going the other way says "why don't you hold hands and skip, you fa**ots." Made me laugh pretty hard.
There's nothing else you can do but laugh! In conjunction with other posters, distance runner guys being called a fa**ot seems to be a fairly common insult. I had no idea.
"Put a shirt on, you don't look good, f@ggot"
Good'ol college town
Smaller town. Got yelled at that I was gay. Noticed their car stopped at a red light 50m ahead. Ran in front, mooned them and then bounced bare assed on the hood of their car three times before leaving in the opposite direction.
Nobody except one coach, maybe a few teammates and a few competitors have said rude things . I think those are the people who say the most rude stuff.
I was stopped for a light and a crack lady walked by and looked me up and down licked her scabby lips and said she’d like to wear my ass for a hat.
Some punk kid shouted at me that self improvement was masturbation and I told him I was good at that too.
I was running with a group one day and the one girl in our group was running ahead of us by a few meters. We ran past what I assume was a lesbian couple. They both laughed and said “We’re winning!”
To this day I’m still frustrated that I didn’t whip up a witty retort...
Should have said ‘the JERK STORE called, they’re running out of YOU!’
Out for a n early morning run, a guy pulling a fishing boat slows down, holds out a can of Bud Light and says, "Hey man, want some Gatorade?"
Someone washed my black running shorts with too much soap. So a few miles in on a humid summer day, my crotch started getting sudsy. Down right foamy. One car with some amused teenagers made three passes.
"Rabid Runner Ass!"
"Look at that! Foaming Farts!"
"Nice Bubble Butt!"
Running through a downtown area between my apartment and a college campus where I did track sessions, there was an area hookers hung out. Yes, at 5:30 in the morning. One always said something to me. "Hey baby, you coming to see me?... Oh OK later then!"
"Looking good! Why you never stop?"
"Slow down baby! Let me watch you run by. Ooooo."
And for the "Run Forest RUN!" hecklers, I usually yell back, "I love you JENNY!"
Juice Springsteen wrote:
As for the most embarrassing: in college I ran a 10k and was so nervous at the start that I went out WAY too fast. I had no business being as far ahead as I was. Obviously I settled into the pack later on and it wasn’t my best race, not terrible though. But in the middle of it, a dude from another team picked me out of the pack and sarcastically added ‘you still got this man!’ The tone was there. This was not sincere. I really hope he banged his shin REALLY HARD on his coffee table later that night, or something.
That might have been me. Absolutely love to assist in digging graves for the dead. My favorite cheer is when a teammate is about to pass someone who is having a 'rough' race and just loudly enough for the dying runner to hear, say "He/she's totally dead! He/She went out too fast and is totally toast, has nothing left. You have to get around him/her!"
I always reply to 'run Forest, run!' with 'I gotta find Bubba!' Always surprised how many people don't get it.
A classic response to any f@g0t or gay calls is 'Yeah, you wish' or 'I know you like it'. Usually throws them off guard.
When tights was not the norm: ”Homo!”.