When I’m out for a run and I see another runner ahead of me, I get obsessed to either keep pace with them, even if it nearly kills me or pass them up, if I feel they are going too slow. Also on the rare occasion another runner passes me up, I get angry and I get obsessed with pacing with them. A younger runner, about 40 years my junior passed me the other day, as I was taking it maybe a bit too easy. I then picked up my speed and paced him for about 5 miles, until he eventually stopped. I think he was in shock, when I eventually passed him up.
When I’m out for a run and I see another runner ahead of me, I get obsessed to either keep pace with them, even if it nearly kills me or pass them up, if I feel they are going too slow. Also on the rare occasion another runner passes me up, I get angry and I get obsessed with pacing with them. A younger runner, about 40 years my junior passed me the other day, as I was taking it maybe a bit too easy. I then picked up my speed and paced him for about 5 miles, until he eventually stopped. I think he was in shock, when I eventually passed him up.