Stupid things people yell at you from their cars whil you are running.

'Who wears short shorts?' and 'keep running mate' piss me off.

A guy who runs in my town had a pretty classic experience on a Saturday morning 10 mile tempo. He was lapping a park, and ran past a bunch of guys sitting outside enjoying the sun and having a few beers. Since he was smoking it along they all yahoo'd, and gave him the 'run forrest' shit. Next time he comes past they go absolutely ballistic, 'he's still going' and 'come and have a beer later you hard bastard', third time around they had all kitted up in tight adidas tracksuits, headbands, sweatbands etc, and about 10 of them ran with him for as long as they could. Not surprisingly none lasted a mile, but they put in a pretty good effort.

Here's one that cracks me up: 'You have a nice in-step mate'

I'm an old guy, 61, so I get a lot of grandpa comments usually from young punks but the worst is when I have to confront a charging dog. That is really potentialy dangerous. I usually try to fake the dog into thinking that I'm going to hit him with something and he sometimes backs off. Dealing with dogs and people is an art but dont forget that if you get too aggresive with abusive people that some might be armed and dangerous, for real. So, I just try to shut up and keep moving.

"RUN...Run for your life!" Still cracks me up. Also I've had a full slushy thrown at me on the bike. However, it was near the townhomes where I live and I noticed the car pull into the communal parking lot. Needless to say, later that night I went to his car with a rock and made some very noticeable scratches on the hood. Too bad it was an old car, though.

i live in rural georgia, and freshman year cooling down from a hard work out im on the way back to school and a black truck slows and lowers his window, doesnt say anything for a good ten seconds and finally pulls up this mcdonalds cup and chucks it at me. i was soaked and i look at myself and the bastard threw a full cup of dip spit at me. the only comfort i got out of it was that as he was still watching me, i replied with "oh its that pussy skoal shit" if you live in the south i think you understand. but i still smelled like shit.

a few weeks ago some guy stuck his head out the window and yelled "You have a big d*ck" . . . had to be the oddest thing I've ever gotten

I was running with a buddy along a bike path in a nice little park full of families and little kids. We were both running shirtless. As we run we approach a good looking mom and her young son. The little boy gets a scare look on his face and turns to his mom and say - while near tears - "Mom!!! His body!!!" The kid then proceeds to break down in tears.

Now we were never sure which one of us the comment was ment for - my buddy is is borderline anorexic and pale as a ghost with visible veins everywhere, and I sport a Austin Powers-esque tuft of chest hair and am pretty skinny myself - but needless to say, a little piece of both our souls died that day.

From a passing car in San Diego directed at four of us running in short shorts and no shirts, "Very European!".

on day we were running next to the road some guy said f#$k you and threw a can of mt dew at us

I was running in the middle of detroit. Some dudes say "run forest run" we say "eat bubba eat" needless to say the men looked like they each had just eatin a few buckets of shrimp. Anyone that is fat and out of shape will probbly like this as much as those dudes did and shut the F*** up. Maybe even grab thier guns,then you run faster.

diego wrote:

From a passing car in San Diego directed at four of us running in short shorts and no shirts, "Very European!".

That's f***ing brilliant, I actually would applaud that.

I try not to run on very populated streets due to aggression that we all have gotten at some point (a lot of the times it's mine and yes I am asking for it).

I have been fought by mountain bikers, spit on, eggs thrown at, kicked passengers doors in (classic to catch someone trying to force a "right on Red"), been kicked, chased by 2 big 4 wheelers in my home town, thinking I was going to get killed,(turned out to be my friends).

Some of the more classic one's are Gerry Lindgren-esque where I have been pulled over, because the cops thought I was running from a break in, a bizzare time in Orange County I was chased by what seemed like a wild band of dogs. Got a glass bottle thrown at me, it broke right behind my feet and cut me a bit.

Thinking about all this shit makes me wonder why I still even run on the streets, thank god I live close to trails and paved bike paths now.

Put a shirt on!

The other day at a stoplight, I was stopped and waiting to cross, and some kid who was like 11 years old and fat as shit yelled out of a passenger window, "Fag." And without even thinking about it, I yelled "YOU'RE FAT AS SHIT! YOU ARE SO F***ING FAT!!" I kind of felt bad about it afterwards.

I live in the UK, they have a telephone directory service where you dial 118, and the massive advertising campaign for this service features two skinny athletes (dressed to look like Dave Bedford, former WR holder 10,000m) running around dispensing phone numbers to people in need. Their slogan is: "Got your number!" in some heavy UK accent (I'm not British).

Long story short, every time you run past a group of 'chavs' (one of UK's answers to young trailer trash,without the trailer), you will hear: "Got your number!" in the same stupid accent.

Doesnt make sense unless youve seen the ad, but its really annoying. Maybe a few other Britishers have had the same experience?

I had a fun one just this past week. Running on the towpath next to the Erie Canal, I was passing through a town and there was a little park right next to the path where douchebag high schoolers hang out. I was running by and I got the usual giggles and pointing, but this one kid walks out and says "Hey baby, how you doin?". So I turned and blew him a kiss and winked, just kept going. I distinctly heard one of his friends saying "oooooh, you're f***ing gay dude!" and stuff like that. It made me laugh.

jois, i dont know why, but i laughed my ass off after reading your reply to that kid

I had some hs kid yell at me "You're Fat!" one night while running last year in south dakota

Long time ago once; "Who are you training to fight, George Foreman?"

Heeheee hahahahaha...yeah like I'm thinking about duking it out with some one almost 80 lb. heavier while focussing on a marathon.

Some stupid, ignorant idiot yelled at me "go, forest, go."

I thought that was pretty hilarious.

Someone yelled "fitness" while hanging out the window of there car.