16 Replies to “The Conundrum of a Runner’s Path Impeded: When your way is blocked you have a decision to make”

  1. I was having this conversation with someone the other day. I’m nice in real life, and then I run (or sleep…) and become uber bitch! I can’t handle it. I try so hard not to get in the way when I’m walking that I find it infuriating when people won’t move.

    I actually swore at a dog on my last long run! If they’re in front, I just let them know I’m there behind them. If they can see me and they don;t move…it’s war. Keep to the freakin’ left. (Or you know, right, if you’re American or whatever).

    Runners are usually great – it’s the social walkers who kill me. Also – your dog is your responsibility. As is your child and his stupid trike. And your hands.

    • haha…funny coincidence!! I SWEAR yesterday morning i got this little fluff ball terror of a dog snarling at me and when he lunged at me i gave the dirtiest look to the owner and yes, yelled at her. 😛

  2. This just happened on my last run! Walkers (teens) coming right at me, taking up the whole sidewalk. I maintained eye contact and smiled at the one who was directly in front of me as I stepped of the sidewalk to let him get by. He clued in finally as he walked passed and yelled “Sorry!” People are oblivious. I did almost take out someone’s child though as I was running downhill at the very end of my run (again they were walking toward me) and the boy just stepped right out in front of me. Good times.

  3. I try to move into the street when there are people in my way. I guess I’ve never encountered people in my way on a bike path. The ones I run on are pretty wide, and people tend not to walk them in groups of more than two. I feel like I deal with dogs in my way as often as I do people… but I love dogs, do I usually end up slowing down to say “hi”. 😉

    If my run is going poorly, it’s probably because my day is going poorly (I’m tired or not feeling well anyway or HUNRGY). If I’m going to snap on a run, I’ve probably been snapping at my poor boyfriend all day already. Being hungry is the worst. It makes me so grumpy but I like to give myself a full two hours after eating before I run because my stomach is pretty touchy.

    Once I was driving my car and stopped at a stop sign. The person across the street from me went, and then I went just a second later so traffic was staggered a bit. This runner came out of nowhere (awkward hill coming up to the intersection) and ran right in front of my car. There was no way I could have seen her and, frankly, she was practically begging someone to hit her, but she looked like she was about to throw a fit at me for not being able to see through the other car. Luckily I was able to just drive away without dealing with her.

  4. I’m such a pussy. I totally live on the left side of that wheel. Unlike my husband … a non runner who got coerced into doing a half marathon (by me of course). Anyway in the final few hundred meters (near a busy finish line) some people crossed our path. I was just so elated to have ran a race with him I totally ignored the colourful language he used to voice his disgust. He lost it!

    I joked the other day that I want to put a bell on the pram. I was only half joking though. Totally practical…saves my breath and sends a clear unmistakeable message “watch out – coming through!”

  5. One of the parks I run at has very high pedestrian traffic, I generally just swing wide. Although I do occasionally get annoyed when its 4-5 people wide, especially if they see me well in advance and still don’t move.

    I’m generally a nice person, so it takes A LOT to make me mad. The best incident I had was when I was doing a workout on the track in lane one. This soccer guy kept standing in lane one, so the first couple of times I went around him and gave him a look. So I thought if he didn’t move the next time I would just run through him. So I come by the next time, he glances back and sees me, doesnt move. So I literally just plowed into him. He fell down, I kinda stumbled and almost fell. He started cursing, I told him to f*ck himself, end of that. haha. But I had to do it for all my fellow runners.

  6. I am generally polite when I run, and in most other life situations. When I face a block of people I tend to swing wide with a rather loud ‘Excuse me sir/ma’am’ and then get on with my run.
    There is one exception: during a race. I am not the fastest of runners, and I am not aiming to win first prize. In fact the only person I am really racing against is myself. But when I come across someone who likes to run/walk and they insist on overtaking me during the run portion and then stop in front of me during their run portion I make rather annoyed noises and swing my elbows a little wider. Just pull over to the left people. Please.
    Probably the most infamous incidence of this was when Jess and I were running a 10k earlier this year and one particular girl kept overtaking/slowing and I might have threatened violence against her person…luckily only Jess heard me…

    • if i were there i woulda slapped that annoying overtaker/slower-downer for u!! ugh, i can’t stand when people can’t settle in a pace (unless they are doing a fartlek! haha) and it interferes with the pace i want to go. next time threaten them a little louder…bwahhaha!

  7. Teehee, I will confess to seriously misjudging things and ending up in the bushes or nearly coming off the side of the path or other clumsy things that I do far too easily for my liking. I’m probably better off being pushy but I don’t seem to have that in me! My other, related gripe is having to cross roads and stop for traffic. Ugh.

  8. I rarely approach people on the sidewalk, but when I do, I usually just go around. It’s usually older people so yelling left or ramming into them doesn’t feel like the appropriate option.

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