I know what you are probably thinking: “Jee will-i-kers Adam!” (Did I mention that, in my head all of my blog readers are in the 50s?) “What could possibly have happened that couldn’t have already happened before!?”
- Pee behind a bush? Please, I do that a few times a month.
- Prairie dog and have to duck walk home? That happens a handful of times a year.
- Almost get hit by a car? Fortunately only REALLY happens about once a year.
Today, while running what was otherwise a normal 9 miler likely rocking out to something hip and cool like One Direction (totally kidding, I was listening to NPR – way more hip) I was cat called! That’s right, someone actually hollered something at me and honked as they were driving by.
On a serious note, I recently spoke with a female that I used to coach about this very topic. She said that she hears cat calls while running ALL the time!! (Authors note: by her own admission she is no ‘barbie doll’ – her words not mine... Uhhh... I’m sure that she is plenty attractive and all cat calls were certainly warranted.... Uhhhh.... I’ll stop typing now. ANYWAY. ) She doesn’t necessarily run in a particularly industrial or urban area. In fact, it was just a normal suburb in AnyTown USA.
It really shocked me to hear that this actually happens. I can’t help but wonder what is going through these guy’s minds. To quote Jerry Seinfeld, what do they expect women to do? Chase down the car they’re driving in and ask to get their number?
So, for the females (and the fellas who are as appealing to cars passing by as I am), have you ever been hollered at while running? This can’t be a common occurrence can it? Although, really... who could handle themselves around THIS?