As a runner I know my place on the streets. I run on the left side, so I can see oncoming traffic. And that's a good thing, especially in the morning when there are lots of kids riding their bikes to school, wearing iphones and looking really sleepy. Those kids really add a lot of spice to my morning runs. That rush of adrenaline: will he/she see me in time, of run me over?
But since I'm not really an adrenaline junkie I have timed my runs just so. I run when I know those kids are safely in school, and I've got the streets to myself. Or do I?! Because now I encounter these people who decided to take a nice walk. But not on the left side of the road, oh no, that would be adhering to the rules of traffic. Much better to walk on the right side, into upcoming runners.
Since I know I'm right, in running on the left side of the road, I absolutely refuse to budge. I stubbornly stay in the left lane. There's only one thing wrong with that: so do they! So in the end I kind of stumble even more to the left, spraining my ankles and what not, trying to avoid a full on collision.
And as I stumble along I grit my teeth in a mixture of annoyance and pain. Because I'ld rather be wounded then give up on being right.