Has anyone BOWLED OVER a punk kid while on a run?

Oh...woww....you're sooo coooll....

Nice try to get everyone to see how fast you were.

Dunno that I'd try that here in Brooklyn. But I'll applaud you for doing it, wherever you are. Just don't get yourself shot or anything.

you shoulda stabbed that little bitch

I can only imagine how satisfying that must have been. I've been pretty tempted to do something like that on a few occasions, but have either decided against it or just not been in the right possition.

lo siento wrote:

Looked like your typical slacker, skater pieces of shit, 16 years old probably.

I skated when I was younger. 90% of skaters aren't like that description. Keep on burying your head in the sand.

Let's not forget about older ass holes too. I am on my run the other day at about 9 at night near a lake. And these 2 guys (probably atleast 40 years old) in a pick-up get to chuckling and talking and the passenger decides to spit at me. What the f*** is wrong with some people?

I did it to some trick ass b*tch*s on a run. I didn't have much choice as I was on a boardwalk and going around them would have entailed a 15 foot dropoff onto jagged boulders in the sea. They had lots of time to get out of the way but just kept taking up room with a disrespectful apathy. I didn't knock them over but jarred two of them as I went between, also making sure that they got some of my grody sweat on their skin...

I really dislike people who are stupid and don't give up a little room...

Same thing happened to me. two kids on skateboards and they were weaving in and out within the sidewalk. I moved off the sidewalk onto the grass area and I basically decided I wasn't going to move any further out than that. He weaved into me and I expected it and like you, I "checked" him on his ass. I don't think he thought that I would do it, but I was on one of my faster runs, and someone shit in my cereal earlier that day.

ltogm

i thought everyone who reads this message board trains in boulder and has run sub 29 for a 10k, this doesnt seem like the type of thing that would happen out there

I had a guy try to run over me on a 4-wheeler once. I thought I would run him over, then realized he was on a 4-wheeler, so I lost that fight.

But yeah the real part of that thats frustrating is the fact that most people are just rude. I would never think of doing stuff like that to anybody. Maybe running just makes you an all around better person.

Our indoor track is a 160yd gym floor, only four lanes. We were doing 400 repeats. A hundred meters in, this fat freshman shotputter at least 200 pounds wanders in the middle of the track to pick up his shitty metal ball. I am 6'2 and 160 lbs, but I was a senior and not going to take any shit. I lowered my shoulder and the kid went FLYING. Everybody was talking about it for days. I felt big at the time but looking back it was probably pretty mean.

Kids like that need to be taught a lesson on how life can kick their asses. Who knows u might of jolted this kid to not be a piece of shit his entire life.

I skated when I was younger too. That doesn't mean I was a punk idiot. It means I would skate around town with my friends on my kickass old-timey alva deck, with independent trucks and sims street wheels. What we didn't do was pick fights with 30 year old adults.

By the way, this took place in southern Orange county, CA. These weren't gang member kids who were gonna shoot me. They were probably walking back from a day at the beach to the cars their parents bought them.

And to the other guy who said I was bragging about going fast, 6 minute pace is uh...not fast. What I was bragging about was knocking a punk kid on his ass, which was fantastic, and I would recommend it to everyone.

to whoever said not all skaters are like this... well, it seems like the majority of the f*** sticks i encounter on my runs who talk shit are skate boarders. but i was a little asshole too when i was younger so i don't let it bother me much. the people who piss me off the most though are the 20 somethings who skate and don't look like they've showered in a few days. i just want to punch them in the f***ing face and tell them to get a god damn job... f***ing losers. the other night someone who fit a description like this kept making farting noises every time i ran by. i just run back and forth on this trail that i live by because i live in a fairly busy town and i don't really feel like driving anywhere. anyway, the final time i went by him he made the farting sound yet again (the third time i believe). i looked at him and said, "wasn't funny the first two times you did it you god damn moron." then i gave him the finger and added, "i bet your parents are proud of you huh. keep livin' the dream man," then i kept on my way. loser.

Good for you.

Once, when I was running loops of my local park, this kid started chanting "who wears short shorts?" to amuse his friends as I went by. The next time around, he did the same, and I spat at him. I didn't take careful aim, but I ended up hitting him with the nastiest yellow string, right across his face. The look on all of their faces was priceless, but I had to burn out of there and not do my last loop.

Seriously, these kids seem to think they can say or do anything. Show them otherwise.

Ferris Buller you're my hero. I'm impressed that a 29 year old was man enough to plow over a kid who was "16 years old probably." You should be very proud of yourself. You are obviously much more of a man than him and you proved it once and for all.

milers left out wrote:

Ferris Buller you're my hero. I'm impressed that a 29 year old was man enough to plow over a kid who was "16 years old probably." You should be very proud of yourself. You are obviously much more of a man than him and you proved it once and for all.

i don't care how old a kid is, if you get in a person's way who is minding his own business just to get a chuckle from your friends you deserve to get put in your place. other people don't exist to make you feel better about yourself. so what if he's 16, he had to learn that lesson sometime. better to get knocked on his ass by a runner on a trail than stabbed in the gut by someone else on the street.

I've gotten alot of crap from the local middle school kids here, not so much anyone in HS though. By then most of us start to develop functioning brains.

The only time I can remember actually rebutting them was towards the end of this last track season. I went up to some small park near the house to do some strides, and there is this real ugly/nasty/poor looking girl hanging out with these two rather vertically challenged homos had, quite obviously, never had to pay for any piece of clothing they ever wore (decked out in the latest 'Pac Sun' fashion). Any way, these 'tards are generally giggling as I go by on my first 3, but when I come by on my last one, this little skank steps out and is like "Sir, Sir!" (To which I am thinking: I'm 18, are they really calling me 'Sir'?!?). "Do you know who Guy LeDouche is?" Bingo. I stop, I'm stoked. Why am I stoked, because one of the few times I turned on MTV in my life, that sell out Bam's wedding show was on. Who did they meet? That guy.

I turn to her, reply "Yes, he is person who was encountered on the latest eposode of 'I'm a whore for money and am letting people tape my every move by Bam Margera.' Who, by the way shugar (sp?) tits, is a sell out. But you would know that since you're way more hard-core than I am, right?" **Flashes Black Flag tatto that is slightly below the waist band of my running shorts and joggs away**

I'm not usually one for quick responces--but that made me feel good. Thier faces were priceless (may have been due to the fact that I came close to showing a little 'neck' when I flashed the tat though too...).

We also have a dinky little indoor track. One day we're running and the lax team comes in for their unofficial winter pre season practices. They start jogging on the track in the opposite direction, which I respect since they do run there every day. We move all the way to the outside edge, close to the wall as we can, but one of them still manages to have to get in our way.

I know I called the track dinky, but they were all spread out, there was plenty of room. One of the kids I was running with says next time he's not moving for him. Coming around next time, lax kid doesn't move, kid I was running with does, next kid I'm running with does, I'm 3rd and last in line and I'm so amped up that my friend was going to run into him that I decide that I'm going to. It went much better than it should have. He went down and I kept going. He had probably 50 pounds on me and a bit of height, I'm only 5'8. I think it was only because we were going at like 7:30 pace and he was going at like 10:00 pace and my momentum really helped.

He was out of the way next lap.