Don’t mess with a runner on a climb!

As a woman runner, I’ve come to expect the occasional horn honks. It’s just a part of the experience if you have a ponytail apparently. Most of the time, I am able to suppress my feelings about the unfairness of this fact of life, but there’s one time when I simply can’t keep my mouth shut. 

On a climb. 

There’s nothing more frustrating than being at the height of stretching and challenging your muscles to climb a hill that was probably not meant to be climbed with the help of some kind a machinery and then to be scared by a car horn. 

You jump and suddenly, you’re concentration is broken and your stride becomes off kilter and, if you’re like me, you find yourself more energized to chase down the car that has just disrupted the hardest part of your run. 

It’s really not that much to ask. I’m not saying don’t honk and scare the runner so that you and your fellow passengers can laugh at how she jumps. I’m just saying if the runner is climbing, don’t mess with her. 

It’s more of a suggestion for your own safety than anything else because a runner on a climb is discovering how strong and deep her perseverance and ability to maintain is and once that is unleashed, you don’t want to me in the close vicinity.