Certainly there are plenty of runners who belong to that tribe. They probably haven't been running long and they will soon be giving it up to do something else. I would describe them more as temporary obsessive runners or people who are in the middle of their current fad.
I'll tell you what a real runner is. He's (usually) some whippet thin (ill looking) guy who barges past a queue waiting for a bus while blowing into an invisible handkerchief.
Obviously I don't do that. I stop and chat to my neighbours and play with dogs.
Even now I come across clubmates who absolutely refuse to stop or slow down for one second on account of 'they are training'.
there is a point about folks who assume the pavement is a running track and are annoyed that mums with prams would not get out of their way when they are desperate to maintain pace/cadence/wankership.
if you're that focussed - go to the track. or at least find a quieter place to run.
I had 2 lovely old ladies smile at me as I approached a zebra crossing that they were on the other eve. As I got to within 10m the stepped off it and walked shoulder to shoulder, blocking the path, which gave me 3 seconds to decide whether or not to Samir them or to look over my shoulder,which left 2 seconds to decide whether or not to hop into the road or to try and turn sideways before impact. This time there was no cars and they were saved by my taking to the Tarmac, otherwise they would be still spinning after I clattered them. That is the norm and as runner I accept that walkers do not have any idea about judging speed, hence they are not behind a steering wheel ( thankfully).
To be honest though, parkrun and races are even worse, with 'runners' 'running' 2-3 wide (sometimes on their own) taking up the whole path, listening to Ellie Golding or Michael Buble and crying because they'd rather be in bed. Oh no- that is just me...
there is a point about folks who assume the pavement is a running track and are annoyed that mums with prams would not get out of their way when they are desperate to maintain pace/cadence/wankership.
if you're that focussed - go to the track. or at least find a quieter place to run.
At a wild stab I'd guess it's a bloke called Mark.
KK is an attention seeker. She only really wants to post as herself but she's forced into other user names by the ban - none of which, you should have noticed, is a real person's name. The last thing she's going to do is post innocuous comments under a male identity and in a completely different tone of voice.
Check out the "Do you volunteer" thread and tell me that isn't the bitterness of KK after another night of alcohol abuse. The cover of being a widow(or as she let slip widower) with kids in a hilly car less Dickensian made-up world giving way to her usual mad rantings. I told you so.
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Get up, go out, run, go home (obviously) wash, finish.
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Certainly there are plenty of runners who belong to that tribe. They probably haven't been running long and they will soon be giving it up to do something else. I would describe them more as temporary obsessive runners or people who are in the middle of their current fad.
and they only behave like that because journalist tell them to.
Amateurs. Everyone knows it's 180 steps per minute.
Made me laugh I used to like Catherine Bennett when I read the Guardian.
The same sort if people that turn up to parkrun dressed for UTMB and spend more time talking about running rather than actually doing it.
you're all in denial.
And so if we say "No we aren't" that proves you right? I'm not falling for that one
Some of the BTL comments are pretty good. I think the bloke who said that most runners don't actually talk about running is probably right.
i only talk about it with my OH and on here - and even then not if I can help it
As Bill Shankly said, "running(or possibly football) is a simple sport, complicated by fools"
Modern Tribes: The Stupid Columnist
I'll tell you what a real runner is. He's (usually) some whippet thin (ill looking) guy who barges past a queue waiting for a bus while blowing into an invisible handkerchief.
Obviously I don't do that. I stop and chat to my neighbours and play with dogs.
Even now I come across clubmates who absolutely refuse to stop or slow down for one second on account of 'they are training'.
They're more than runners, they're w..er's.
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there is a point about folks who assume the pavement is a running track and are annoyed that mums with prams would not get out of their way when they are desperate to maintain pace/cadence/wankership.
if you're that focussed - go to the track. or at least find a quieter place to run.
Mums with prams should use the road in my opinion.
To be honest though, parkrun and races are even worse, with 'runners' 'running' 2-3 wide (sometimes on their own) taking up the whole path, listening to Ellie Golding or Michael Buble and crying because they'd rather be in bed. Oh no- that is just me...
I told you that was KK.
Only Mzungus run on the paved road
It isn't KK.
Liking "Samir" as a verb though
Who is it then? Obviously the details of self have been changed but the essence of posts is the same.
another promising thread shat on. Yay
mark isn't KK. Ironic that the least well-disguised returnee can't see that.
(And if I were running towards two old ladies I would just slow down or stop, what kind of person even considers barging into them even for a second?)
At a wild stab I'd guess it's a bloke called Mark.
KK is an attention seeker. She only really wants to post as herself but she's forced into other user names by the ban - none of which, you should have noticed, is a real person's name. The last thing she's going to do is post innocuous comments under a male identity and in a completely different tone of voice.
Not her style at all.
Check out the "Do you volunteer" thread and tell me that isn't the bitterness of KK after another night of alcohol abuse. The cover of being a widow(or as she let slip widower) with kids in a hilly car less Dickensian made-up world giving way to her usual mad rantings. I told you so.