Funny and/or Embarrassing Running Stories
Everyone has had something either funny or embarrassing happen to them while running, maybe even both! So I wanted to start a Forum Discussion to post some of my own and hear some other people's stories.
My first story actually took place prior to even running. I wanted to get up early and get a good morning run in to start the day/weekend. It was a Saturday morning, and I had drank a few beers the night before (who doesn't after a long work week!). Needless to say, mixing a hangover with an early morning ANYTHING, let alone a run, was not that great of an idea. Because of this, I was in no mood to go through any type of morning routine or pre-workout stretch, I wanted to get out there ASAP and get it over with. Well, at some point between getting dressed and actually walking out my front door/starting my run, I forgot to actually put on running shorts!!!
Thankfully, I wear a pair of spandex under my shorts, so I didn't show the neighbors everything I had. Still quite embarrassing at the time, and DEFINITELY woke me up! Funny to think about now though... LOL
So let's hear some stories!!!
Tags: embarrassing, funny, running, running stories, stories
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Permalink Reply by Brenna Breece on -
Ok... I have one for you.
I'm running with my father on a gorgeous summer morning. Not too early, not too late. There is a busy road in Toms River, especially summer time, called Fischer Blvd. We are about 10 miles into our run, running down Fischer and there are cars everywhere. My dad and I are running on grass/rocks by the water behind a guardrail to be safe. Well, apparently I was not paying attention at all and ran directly into the back part of the guardrail... which is incredibly sharp. As I run into the guardrail I'm like "oh my god that hurt like hell!!!!" not even noticing the fact that it ripped my shorts pretty much in half, pulled them down, and I'm pretty much mooning all of Fischer Blvd. Well, clearly after noticing this, I pulled them up and we finished the last two or so miles home where those shorts were then retired.
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Permalink Reply by Heather Handzo on
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I have not only been hit by a car but I myself hit a car while running. I usually run behind cars pulling out of side streets and this car looked like it was about to pull out, or so I thought, so instead of running behind it I ran straight into the side of it. I scared the hell out of the woman driving and I'm sure the fact that I cursed loudly and slapped the trunk in pain didn't help. I have also fallen in the middle of the road, well it was more of a collapse and stopped traffic. In two directions cars politely stopped and waved me on. I started running and my foot got caught in a whole so my legs just kinda folded up and I ended up sitting indian style in the middle of a busy road. It's always fun when you run and you never know what to expect!
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Permalink Reply by Joshua Power on -
Just recently I went running on a cold Saturday morning in January. I usually take my dog Reagan with me (mostly for the moral support) and on most runs he is really well behaved. This morning he must have been extra excited because every squirrel he saw, he just went nuts. Reagan, being a 90lb pit-bull, (I swear he's a big mush) isn't the easiest dog to keep under control when he wants to go for something. That being said, I take his behavior while running on leash seriously. After his third attempt to take off after a squirrel, I decided it was time for a stern "talking- to" for Mr. Reagan. At this point I should tell you that for some reason I chose to wear all black that morning, including a black ski cap, gloves and sunglasses. So here I am, loudly (I was wearing ear buds so I'm sure the whole county could hear me) trying to discipline an overly excited pit-bull, all while wearing a completely black burglar outfit. When I finally get Reagan calmed down and start to run again, I look up to see a sweet old woman who had been out raking her front lawn. I will never forget the look on her face as she watched me running towards her. Nor will I ever forget how fast she ran back into her house to get away from the crazed man in black with the pit-bull! I wanted so badly to yell out to her, to tell her that both Reagan and I aren’t what we must have looked like. But I decided that anything I could have tried to yell to her at that point would only make matters worse. So I did the next best thing and on my next run, changed my route!
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Permalink Reply by kelly bellu on -
i have no funny running stories but having already heard 2 of the 3 stories on here in person, i am still laughing hysterically at work while reading them again. please entertain me with more!
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Permalink Reply by A Scott Weiland on -
Many mornings, I run past a house in which the door wall faces my oncoming direction. Normally, the drapes are drawn tight to avert headlights of traffic but not on this day. While I was running this particular morning I noticed a two tiered display case filled with trophies. In previous times, I saw the guy that lived there and remembered that although he was a heavy smoker, he looked athletic enough so I took it at face value. I guessed this “wall” of awards could be
from years gone by. I began to wonder what sport allowed him such great accomplishments! My interest was stirred. Could my neighbor be a great athlete from the past; could we have a common interest? I made it my mission to stop and inquire, the next time the opportunity presented itself. A couple weeks went by with no luck. Then, one day he was out in the driveway talking to a few people so I thought I would introduce myself and see where it went from there. As I approached the house I took a closer look at the trophy case. A wave of nausea and embarrassment overcame me….like the time I asked an overweight, female, club member when her baby was due (now that’s another story). Those weren’t trophies! That’s right; all those colorful awards were in fact various sized liquour bottles! Suddenly, the warm, kindred spirit I had felt for this guy, swiftly disappeared into oblivion. He went from an admired athlete to someone in need of serious help. What a disappointment. I’d like to say I still approached him to chat but I was too shocked to speak. It’s true; there’s always more than meets the eye.
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Permalink Reply by Todd Handzo on -
LOL! Great post. That neighbor might be a good person to invite to the neighborhood block party. He can bring his trophy case of booze and supply all the alcohol!
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Permalink Reply by Sylvie on
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I found This page while looking for running stories to make myself feel better about my own.
This past Sunday, I went out early, fueled, strong and ready for a long one.
After getting through the first 3km (which for me are always the hardest), I started to up my pace.
I was particularly excited to be running on my favorite path which had been closed since the beginning of the summer due to construction.
As I started speeding up I came to a section of the path that crosses a street, I got distracted by a beautiful butterfly that crossed my path and didn't notice that the curb had been repaved and is now an inch higher that it used to be and down I went...
Literally sprawled on my face in the middle of the street. Now you would think my hands got the worst of it but being a hairstylist for 25 years my first instinct is to protect them, so of course my face met the pavement before anything else.
There I am in the middle of the street feeling around my mouth for broken teeth (none thankfully) and spitting out dirt. I wipe the blood of my face with my light blue shirt as my lips begin to swell.
I run with my IPhone so I try calling my husband who is dead to the world sleeping (it's 6:15am). So, I squirt some water on my wounds, again wiping blood and dirt on my shirt and do the only thing I can, run home with my head down,looking like I just lost a fight,hoping not to run into other runners.
It was bound to happen someday, but I have never been so embarrassed. Needless to say, I look a little less at nature and more where I am going since!
Run safe all! :-)
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Wow, glad you are ok Sylvie! I have definitely had my run-ins with nature and immovable object while running as well. I too have been distracted by butterflies, bugs in general, shiny objects, nice cars, etc. I especially like the spider webs that cause us to freak out uncontrollably as though we are being attacked by our imaginary friend!! I have hit into things like street signs and parked cars. Mother nature has her ways of messing with us I guess!! LOL! I too will say, run safe everyone.
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