Spotter & Sniper
Last bit of a 6 mile run and ahead of me are 2 skinny chavs in poorly-produced tracksuits and baseball caps kicking a stoney-lookin’ ice ball.
I spotted them before they saw me and knew what was going to happen.
I panned into the adjacent bike lane to pass them, and sped up immediately, increased turn-over of foot falls, swaying from left to right hand-side of pavement when I stepped back on.
The snowball hit the ground behind me. The inevitability, the certain expectation. You can train dogs not to give chase to anything moving at pace - why not the general public?
A non-event - I wasn’t even hit - but why does this happen? Why the public commentary, interference, harassment? The strange thing is that whilst people love watching sports stars for their physical aplomb, a percentage seem to also love berating anyone keen to improve their own physical aplomb. I don’t know where the compulsion comes from.
I can easily run an hour through forest trails, getting maybe a couple of ‘afternoon’s. the minutes it takes me to get there through suburb streets are often quite different. Why are runners, cyclists, gymnasts and the like a matter for scrutiny in an urban setting?
Prior to the almost being hit from behind by strangers with ice, 2 old guys cheered me on [I think..], a car full of young guys beeped its horn as I hurtled uphill.
At least I’m not a woman. I get the impression that no women can do their thing without leering men and harassment
Having said all this, I’m not too bothered if/when a stranger passes comment or worse. I’m not upset.. it’s just weird, and common.
Once I had a car of women wolf-whistle at me. That was alright :D