It was suggested I draw a diagram of my incident the other day, but I thought I'd rather animate it..
I almost got in a fight on my run this morning. I was doing 5 miles with 3 at pace.
(Brad Pitt will be playing the part of Me..)
My pace started at a mile marker right before you cross a road in a townhouse development. As I was approaching the street a cheesy Monte Carlo painted like a wannabe Nascar was coming to a rolling stop. I had a full head of steam, so I kept going. (and as a side note I have 25 runs this year on the same trail and about 22 of them crossed that street and I've never once stopped.)
When I was about 10 yards past the road I hear "HEY ASSHOLE! HOW ABOUT STOPPING?" I turn and Monte had rolled down his window and was yelling at me.
(Corey Feldman circa 1989 will be playing the part of Monte)
I yelled back "You're the one with the stop sign!", He yelled back "Yeah, and I stopped, you didn't!"
I yelled "That's because I don't have a stop sign, you have to stop for me ASSHOLE!"
Then I ran like the wind. Scared at every crossroad for the rest of my run that he would be waiting for me to kick my ass.