"Girl, you've got hop."

... so I was told by some manic runner-geek guy with a Running Room fuel belt (UGH) when I was out for a long-ish type of run this afternoon (I stupidly signed up for a half-marathon. WHY.) Anyway, buddy running geek accosted me at a light and barked at me: "What kind of pace do you do? I do blahblahblah at a mile pace."

Me (looking down at my empty wrist): uhhh...I don't know. I don't wear a watch.
Him (somewhat disappointed): Oh.
Me: Yeah. And, I don't operate in miles, but in metric, so your time means nothing to me.
Him: Oh. Well, what races do you do?
Me: uhhh...10Ks and 5Ks?
Him: What's your time for the 10K?
Me: ummm...around 42 mins? I think?

Anyway, he decided that I should be his "pace bunny", but I successfully waved him off, telling him to "go ahead." So he did, but I was merely 5 metres behind this guy all the time. At the second light, he turns around to see where I was (I was right behind him). And then, the "Girl, you've got hop" comment. I deadpanned back, repeating: "Girl, you've got hop." And then came the lecture, "I run with a lot of fast women, and you should run with a group, and blahblahblahblahblah."

You should've seen this guy. He would wave "hello" to runners whom he deemed "hardcore" (i.e. looking wiry and such), and ignored the shleppy-looking runners. Him barking at a group of mums and their kids ("RUNNER BEHIND!") was priceless and super-runner geeky.

OMG. Why am I doing a half-marathon in three weeks? I mock peeps who run these things. I got roped into this. This is my last half-marathon. I swear. I don't want to be a running geek like that guy!!!!!!!