I just had to share this with you all.
We have all encounted the odd banter from people while you are running and accept this as part of the course. So please picture this, whilst I was out training tonight on a 11mile run at around 7 miles into the run,I come across abunch of around 15 youths about 16 years of age. I was on the opposite side of the road to them and as I got to the side of them the abuse started quite aggresive at times, not thinking much to this I carried on only to look around my shoulder to find 3 off them chasing me. As they caught me the verbal abuse started again, so I picked up the pace slightly to finafter only 50 mtrs 2 off them had given up, leaving just one of them running at the side of me, he was on the road and my self on the pavement. This little A** hole was getting very agressive and whilst hurling abuse at me the fool failed to look forward as he ran straight into a parked car leaving him screaming in pain and crying with blood gushing from a head wound. The last 4 miles I could not concentrate due to laughing.
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You're a cruel man Graeme.
Seriously though...
Mwah hah hah hah hah hah hah!!!!
Take the oozy with you though next time you run the same route....and then enjoy yourself!
It's strange - I never get any abuse when I run anywhere - I guess I'm lucky - I guess it's because I'm a large built 6'2" copper who is regularly described as having a serious/mean look about me!
Add that I've learnt more about guns working with teenage boys from rich families than from any other part of my life experience!
Little w*nkers - I'd love to get one of my regular tormentors on their own - just the once.
;-)
I'd keep off that route for a while, teenagers wounds heal quickly but pride not so fast.
serves the little shits right.
What I also find very amusing is that after runing 7 miles you could still outrun the little f***ers! Well done.
But yes a do agree with eveyone else, be careful next time you run around there, because you have dented their well inflated pride
Dunno what it is, but I couldn't look much less like a 6'2" copper with a firearm down the front of his trousers, and I rarely get heckled. It could be that by the time the brats have realised that, yes, that scruffy little old woman is moving faster than they are, the opportunity has passed. Or maybe it's because they all know that some day they may have to rely upon me to use enough local anaesthetic before removing their toenail...
I very rarely get heckled, but did get some from a group of 12/13 year old boys and girls on Monday night. All very friendly though, 'are you doing the marathon?' and 'don't lift your knees so much'. Not so much heckling as coaching I think
Don't give up your training route though Graeme, 2 gave up quickly and the other one should be out of action for a while.