Or maybe it's just me running round the streets of London, but the number of people who appear to have no idea I exist is high enough that I sometimes worry I've been hit by a car and carried on running as a ghost...
I don't expect everyone to move out the way for me but as pavement sharers there's a level of courtesy isn't there? During the course of a 5 mile run today I had to:
- run into the road twice as people walking towards me three abreast carried on in this formation until there was literally no space for me.
- stop and walk behind a group who similarly made no effort to take two seconds for one person to step back/forward and let me through
- run into mud for similar reasons because two women pushing buggies side by side took up the whole path
Am I being super unreasonable? Lots of the time it's people on phones oblivious to the world but still. If I'm walking with people I'm conscious of being in the way if someone is trying to get passed.