Anyone been arrested while running?

After high school, a bunch of my former teammates and I got together for a "Drunken Olympics." We all got dressed up in our track uniforms (some of the guys were now competing in college, so they were proudly representing their universities). We then got drunk at a friends house and went to the local junior high track at about 11:00pm. Since we were all a bunch of distance nerds, we tried out the long jump first.That soon ended as we got covered with stickers from the pit. So, we squared off in the mile. Three of us broke 5 min. in the contest. As soon as we crossed the line, a cop rolled up. So, naturally, we all took off running. I ran into someone's backyard, Well, to my surprise, it happened to be the backyard of the guy who called the cop complaing that a bunch of kids were running around screaming. The guy, who happened to be huge, saw me and snuck up on me and walked me back to the cop. He wanted us to get severly punished for this awful crime. The cop arrested me and took me back to the station, where I breathalized a .09. The cop wasn't really mad, so he just told me to call a friend to pick me up. My other buddies all got away... and we all had a good laugh about it later.

Yes, if you are a chick and wearing no bra.

it's illegal to run on railroad tracks? we do it all the time at my school.

about the chicks with bras, girls can run topless in canada, don't imagine that's very comfy though.

i've never been arrested,but i wwas in myrtle beach doing a run at Broadway on the Beach, and apperantely your not allowed to be shirtless there, so i got kicked out by security, nothing major though.

Has anyone been arrested while running?

Yes, but not fast enough.

Never arrested while running but, how about made an arrest while running?

A guy who used to train with us was a policeman; who, out trolling around on car patrol one day was alerted by radio message to watch for a thief who'd stolen a mobile phone. This was in the days when mobile phones were new technology, the size of a loaf of bread and heavy.

Five minutes later and there's a dodgy looking geezer wandering down the road with a whacking great cellphone in his hand.

Tony stops the car and gets out, only for the naughty man to jump the fence into a school playing field and leg it.

Took our running policeman about 90 seconds to get onto the guys heels, so there's thief with phone, red faced and wheezing running for freedom and Tony on his shoulder laughing his tits off - prior to arresting the bloke.

Who'd expect a fit and fast policemen???

About 7 years ago I took my nine year old daughter and a couple AAU teammates (all older) to a track (as we had done before) for a workout. This time the gates were all locked. The local troll decided that these kids were to young to train, so she locked us out! SOoooo...we hopped the fence to get on the track. Half an hour later a cop shows up and tells us to leave....I tell him we only have one 400 left and we'll leave. He's mad and when we hop the fence it's 180 degrees from where he's standing. He pulls around and puts me in HANDCUFFS!! I tell him that the little kids have no way home, but he doesn't care. We go to court about 6 weeks later and the judge tells us that we can run on the track whenever we want and yells at the cop for leaving kids unsupervised! It was GREAT!!

I heard a rumor that Julia Stamps got escorted out of Central Park sometime between 5 and 6 am, because the park was supposedly closed.

FYI - research reveals that it is impossible to determine whether or not the park actually closes, leading me to believe that it never closes. Maybe the cop was just bored?

I was running through the touristy part of my town where I have run for years..a crossing guard...yep .. a crossing guard like 70 years old and she dresses like a man yells at me to put my shirt on as I was coming up to her..I told her " you wear what you want to wear..Ill wear what I want to wear"..as I got past her she started to say something about the police ...I cut her off and said call the police and the mayor with some choice explatives...and kept running..

That was a pretty good one!

But I still say no one has topped my Dad's near-arrest story yet.

a few years ago, i was out running on a public golf course (2 miles away but in different town), i was about 30 minutes into my run (15 to get there) and some security person out on the course told me to get off to course since i was allegedly "infering with golfers" even though i was running all along the perimeter of the course. I thought nothing of it so I kept running for another 10 minutes and another security person saw me still running and told me the cops were coming and the guy was chasing after me in a golf-cart. I picked up the pace to about 6 minute miles on the fairly hilly terrian for a little over a mile where there was a small opening into a sideroad. On my way back home I did not see or hear any police sirens.

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I heard a rumor that Julia Stamps got escorted out of Central Park sometime between 5 and 6 am, because the park was supposedly closed.

FYI - research reveals that it is impossible to determine whether or not the park actually closes, leading me to believe that it never closes. Maybe the cop was just bored?

Maybe the cop just wanted an excuse to strike up a conversation. Did he jog her out or walk her out?

A cop stopped me while I was running across the exit ramp to a highway in San Diego for crossing the street against a red light (i.e. jaywalking)! All I had on was shoes, socks and shorts. There was not a car in sight! He asked my my name and I gave him the name of a classmate from second grade and the address of an abandoned house down the stgreet from where I was living. He proceeded to write out a ticket. Idiot.

I've never been arrested, but I did once have a cop pull up beside me and start teasing me. He said he was going to give me a ticket for speeding. I laughed, but only because I was scared of the prick. Then the other cop in the passenger seat yelled "Run Forrest Run." They laughed pretty good about their oh-so-clever joke before they sped off.

What morons. I think they watched Super Troopers a few too many times.

Never been arrested, but a bunch of close calls. Apparently I have a problem with authority.

First off, I went to college in Chicago, and we ran anywhere we wanted to: ghetto, railroad tracks, magnificent mile shopping district including inside watertower place, inside the museum of science and industry, naked through the quads or on the track at night, whatever... Over four years we had run-ins with cops in all of those situations. Few of them serious, generally the cops (or rent-a-cops) just telling us to move along now. Maybe some of my teammates will fill in some of those stories.

One instance was particularly close. first workout sophomore year, first day of practice with a new coach, we're out in the western suburbs doing a workout and it is hot. after the workout, two buddies and i decide to jump in the lake, which is plastered with signs telling us swimming is strictly prohibited. the first guy jumps in, a cop drives up immediately and says we can't do that. as soon as the cop drives out of sight, the other two of us jump in. the cop returns, escorts us back to our team camp and seriously threatens to take us into the police station because we don't have our IDs. coach (remember, coach had met us the day before) managed to convince the cop that we were good guys.

Next story: I'm now graduated, but am still in Chicago. this winter i was out running on Stockton Dr. in Lincoln Park (next to the zoo) on a sunday afternoon. There was snow on the sidewalk, so i was running in the street (actually, i run in the street most of the time anyway). A cop drives by the other direction and says over his speaker, "you have to jog on the sidewalk."

I respond, "sorry" and keep going. (it didn't help that he said "jog," i take offense at that)

"Excuse me?"

"sorry"

after this, the cop pulls a u-turn and pulls up next to me. next thing i know he's trying to pin me between his car and the parked cars, so i run between two parked cars and up onto the sidewalk. cop keeps chasing, pulls into a driveway immendiately in my path, so i run behind him, slap his trunk and yell, "what the hell are you doing?" as i run past.

cop keeps coming after me, we turn the corner, he pulls a ways ahead of me, gets out, and stands in my path (i'm on the sidewalk again). I stop 15-20 feet away from him and we engage in a shouting match about him wanting me to come closer so he can arrest me and me insisting that it will be cold day in hell before I get within arms' reach of him. i see a break in traffic and take off across the street, shouting over my shoulder, "you can't catch me." (did i mention that this cop is old and fat?) sure enough, he can't. about halfway across the street in pursuit, his radio falls off his pants and he has to go back and retrieve it.

I keep running; i'm moving fast now because of the adrenaline, so i'm hauling through Lincoln Park, on a trail now. The cop gets through a stoplight and drives up onto my trail (not for cars). I'm running in the middle of the trail so he can't get around me, but then think this may not be such a good idea as the cop would be plenty happy to hit me from behind, knock me down, and then arrest me. Therefore, as he gets close i bolt left, across a snow-covered grass field. He tries to follow, but has no traction; he's spinning-out like you wouldn't believe, tearing up the field (tire tracks are still there). I get across another street, into another section of the park; he follows. I eventually lost him by running through a crowd of pedestrians and through a pedestrian underpass.

I ran the rest of the run on the lookout for more cops (he said he had called for backup, don't know if he actually had); including much of it the wrong way on one-way streets.

I've seen the cop twice since then. One time i was running in the street (a different street) and he told me to get on the sidewalk. i waved in response and kept going; he didn't pursue. the other time was back where we met the first time, but i was on the sidewalk and i'm not sure he recognized me.

I also have a friend who's brother, a marathoner, got tackled by cops and arrested while he was doing a track workout, ostensibly for battering an old lady. he actually got taken into custody and charged. his story is better than mine, so hopefully he'll post it.

these are great stories guys!! chicago miler, I hope your friends tell their stories on here.

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Not "proper" training but we were running and got pretty close...

Had been out to a club and all staying at a mates place that evening (all runners apart from one guy who was a semi-elite triathlete). Unfortunately triathlete hasn't drunk a drop in a year or so, so after a few beers he's in a really bad way. Gets taken home by 2 others in a cab-they knew the way but only one other did who is quick and hadn't been drinking and sprinted off. After sprinting to try and catch him and finally getting him back we are all jogging back and do the usual souvenir run (find something interesting to take back to the place...totally forgeting that one of the other lodgers at the place we're going to is a police man!). One guy picks up a big street closure barrier that had been discarded and starts to carry that along. With about a mile to go a police van rolls up. Before we know what's happening he has just taken off sprinting but rather than drop the barrier he's carrying it with him! (Apparently he'd gotten attached), and htey took off after him!. Me and another guy followed to make sure he was okay (and then when police asked us if we knew him totally denied it!), whilst everyone else dissappeared down side-streets! He got about 300m before dropping the sign and then found some bushs to hide in. Police eventually moved on.

Just lucky that it wasn't a certain police-man in the area who runs a 64 odd HM!

Yeah, I'm in the same catagory as the guy who has "issues with athority." But I also have slight emotional issues (great 200m out from the line), so it is a bit worse for me.

Cops have never really bothered me while I've been running, but I'm always sure to give them hell whenever I run by, since they are usually too lazy to give chase. I wish I had a good story---but all I have to say is that I really, really, REALLY hate cops.

I've had my fair share of police encounters. I have been followed for the duration of an 8 mile run down the Levee twice, and more recently I was stopped by the police.

I was out for a workout in Mid January, the weather was a balmy -4 degrees and about -20 windchill. Anyhow, I run to the indoor facility and proceed to do my workout. It doesn't go as well as I'd hoped, but oh well. So now I'm sitting at a mediocre 9 miles total. The run back to my jeep is about mile one direction, or three the other. I decided on account of feeling jaded I should go the short way. So, I set off. About a quarter mile in, I see a police officer turn on his lights. I think "screw it, he can't be talking to me" anyhow, he rolls down his window and yells at me, so I stop.

The officer then proceeds to tell me "It's too cold. You need to go home now."

I laughed, thinking he was just being wise.

He then says, "You won't be very healthy when you get pnemonia or the flu."

I reply, "While I appreciate your concern, I'll be just fine. I'm adequately dressed..."

Before I can finish, he says "Don't get an attitude"

I reply, "Yeah, okay. You have yourself a good night." And go finish my run.

Apparently police officers are doctors.