I have been running for about 3 years now and during that time I have had the usual honking of horns from the preverbial boy racers and the like, the staggering drunk with some derogatory comment, but I have always risen above it and ignored it. But the other night I went for my usual 6 miler and during it I had a large empty bottle thrown at me from a bridge narrowly missing me. I thought about reporting it to the Police but there were no phones near by and probably wouldn't have attended anyway. I was just wondering if anyone has had similar experiences and what did they do
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The only other times is when I've been running with women. It's amazing the stick that they get. Honking horns, whistling, shouting etc. I don't know how they put up with it.
I never go running alone outside now. If I am alone I go on the treadmill. If you are having to run in a rough area, have you considered joining a running club?
I actually got shot by a sniper with an air-rifle a year ago when me and my girlfriend were walking along on our way to do a run. I needed surgery to remove the pellet from my thigh and ended up with compensation and a scar! I got the police involved and although they were quite helpful I think they were too busy to investigate properly (even though 3 seperate people were shot).
My advice, keep running but maybe try bringing a mobile phone with you incase of emergency.
Oh how we laughed!!!!
I don't run through the town centre any more. Early mornings are good for avoiding confrontation, but get whistled by the milkman!
On weekends I tend to drive out of town to countryside. Less people and less traffic mean a much more enjoyable run.
Locco, were the offenders prosecuted?
I know it's been a long time since I lived in the inner city, but getting shot at? Bottles? I would be afraid to go out again!
Where I stay now it's the usual fare of teenagers mooching around who make hilarious panting sounds as runners approach, comment on size of bum/thighs etc., or shout fake encouragement in "posh" voices. All dealable with and now I almost feel grateful for it!
The milkman is a familiar face and the paper boy is too blearly eyed to notice!
I like PieNappers advice though ... get tattoos - the bigger the better!
I tend to try and avoid running in the town as get the usual horn honking, men whistling kids standing in path, teenage girls shouting 'keep running fatty' (luckily I know I ain't big anymore!) - however I take my dog with me always and the kids quickly move to the side as she isnt the smallest of creatures (although she is more likely to lick anyone to death than hurt them).
I live in big town on the edge of the countryside so, unless it has rained lots, I run there. Its like a completely different world - I get lots of nods, smiles, hellos, people talking to the dog - dont think I have ever recieved one nasty comment there.
Think I would have given up if I had been shot at or a bottle thrown at me, sounds scary :0
Do they seriously think I'm about to stop, reach into my shorts and pull out a full pack of lucky strikes or something?
No matter how hard life becomes or how difficult your problems, it all seems easier to cope with somehow at the end of a run. Wish I'd discovered this sooner in life rather than in my thirties.
Still wish it was possible to have a heckle free run however. Went out last night with the running club and also had gangs of kids shouting '118' the whole time - do they really think they're being witty and original?! - along with the other comedians who encourage you to 'pick your feet up - left right left right etc'