What's the worst thing someone has yelled/thrown at you while running?

This thread is full of too much victimizing.

I don't mean to be vengeful, but if the guy let his dog loose just to chase and harass you, and you "allowed" the dog to injure you, you could have called animal control and taught that guy a lesson.

Of course, I'm an animal person, and one of my really good friends is a veterinarian. But maybe, if you think about it, we're animals too, just like that dog. If you attack me with your rabie-ass mouth, I'll keel u!

Some guys in a pick up truck through what looked like a big gulp (7-11) at me. I threw a rock back at them.

Fast Ass wrote:

But every time I get heckled, I remember they pick on me because I'm a target. And I'm only a target because I wear 2 inch split shorts in the summer.

I will always show off my athletic legs and calves with pride, and I will continue to do it because it makes other people insecure/critical and they always feel a need to say something.

Wow...you be da man with those legs! 👍. But why are you getting heckled with such awesome legs? Me, OTOH, get heckled all the time with my "thunder thighs" 🙁. Maybe I should stop wearing my 2 inch split shorts out in public? I definitely wish I had your legs...you be da man! 😎

That's not abuse that's him trying to make sure you're safe.

I had a girl in the passenger seat slap my ass as they drove by. I'm a dude. I should have said something when we both had to stop at the stop light close by haha.

Good looking?

I was on this run, too! The driver pulled into the intersection while we were crossing, so one of us tapped on his van a bit. That's when the orange juice was thrown and our teammate (not the one who tapped the van) hit. When we stopped to see if our teammate was okay and to recover from the surprise of seeing a jug of orange juice get thrown at us, the orange juice thrower got out of his can with a tire iron. There were 5 to 10 of us, and the driver has one person with him. Deciding nothing good could come from further interaction, the driver got in his car, and we started running.

amkelley wrote:

ucrunner09 wrote:

One of my college teammates got hit with a gallon of orange juice, at a distance of something like 10 meters. My memory is a little fuzzy, but I think we did something to piss off the dude in his car (probably whacked his hood when he rolled through a stop sign). The guy stormed out of his car and launched the orange juice jug hammer-style. The range and accuracy were seriously impressive; we should have recruited him for our throwers.

Best post on the thread. Funny, believable (if it isn't true it could be), and well written.

"F-ing N****r!

Several times while in college running on campus.

The most recent comment I got was:

"Put on some shorts."

I was in the subway and two men in their late twenties wearing jeans and polo shorts with a backpack said that and they were right next to me.

I was listening to really loud music from my wireless Bluetooth earphones but what was I gonna do?

"Yeah, you're right. I'll just put on a pair of shorts that I had surfed in my two inch key pocket. Is whole time!"

Like what was I supposed to do? All I did was sit there and decided to stretch my legs right in front of them. I even flexed them by doing dorsiflexion of the ankle and foot joint.

Those two inch split shorts really rose up my hip bone that day.

How do I actually respond to a situation like that? I was just thinking of saying:

"Make me." I'm getting so tired of hecklers. Also I'm a black belt but really, MMA.

Are we supposed to take the heckle? It's summer time and the heat makes everything worse.

😒

A passenger in a pickup truck tossed a banana at me. Sounds harmless but the truck was doing about 50mph.

Fortunately it missed and skittered along the shoulder for a surprising distance, completely intact. I was starting to bonk badly on my way back and was disappointed not to find the banana. I'm sure there's a lesson in there somewhere. I'm Caucasian, though I do tan quite dark.

Chicks find tanned guys hot.

When I was in college I can't recall how many times my female friends (if they have boyfriends I call them female friends) said it was their "dark skin" that they found attractive, especially in a white shirt.

To me, they all look like fvckboys because they only lift upper body and nothing else.

Bleh.

The only heckles I get are usually from pasty-white guys. It seems like all the tanned dudes know what's up and they don't bother me.

I've gotten really tan. Like, do I come from California? But I'm actually from Boston, bro.

Full bottle of Budweiser from a car moving 60 mph. Thankfully it missed. Hunstville TX.

I ran cross country and track at Oklahoma State. We would do what we called "pasture runs" across farm land. One time a farmer started shooting at us. We avoided that location in the future.

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Worst thing thrown was a half full can of beer. It didn't do much damage when it hit my arm but then it slid out in front of me and I twisted my ankle stepping on it. This in Texas, 1978. Also, an ice cream cone to the chest from a chick on the back of a Vespa,

Funniest thing said was when a friend and I were racewalking at around 7:30 pace through a housing project in Alexandria, VA. We went past a group of guys standing on the sidewalk talking. As we passed, one of them asked, "What them frail mofos be doing?" I ask myself that question, sometimes.

You should have picked up that ice cream cone and thrown it so that it hit her wheel the vespa would spin out of control.

Gerd damn! Why are runners just taking it and not giving it back?

This one time, I was tempoing a 5k in 15-low. It was an easy pace for me but I had eaten a large burrito bowl from Taco Bell 20mins prior to the race and it stared to wreak havoc about 10mins into it.

I think some people in the crowd misinterpreated my intestinal anguish as fatigue from the effort. So, when I crossed the line a touch slower than 15mins, some people stared calling me "JAMIN."

That's the worst I've ever experienced.

I was trotting down the hallway in the max security wing when inmate Miggs through some yogurt or clam chowder or something at me.

Lived in the country for a while and had someone fling his chewing tobacco spit at me from the truck window. Now live in the city: one good one was "give me your MF water bottle" & another one was to ask for money. Both were summer runs wearing only shorts shorts.

Aside from various vehicles people have tried to hit me with, the drive-by paintballing that came within an inch of taking out my eye. The muzzle was probably 6 feet away.

I took out their windshield with a fist sized chunk of asphalt on the second pass....sort of made up for the lazy cops refusing to charge them even though I had the plate number and they admitted to it.