Funny you brought this up. Yesterday , I was also running topless with splits shorts in a park and it was the last couple of km of my tempo run, so pushing it as much as I can. I pass this big East European family going for a picnic and as I pass them (first time from front) they started laughing so hard. I thought at first it could be just a coincidence. But few minutes after I have to return back on the same path, this time running even faster as it was a bit downhill now. I could hear them taking in Russian or Polish as I approached, and the moment I pass them the father; a fat , round, bald, bubble of a man; shouted something and this time all 7 or so of them started laughing like hell.
I was really pissed off, but kept on running., cursing "may you die of a sudden heart attack, you fat ba###rd!"