I almost had a throwdown with a dumbass jogger on the MUP yesterday. He was walking all over the trail like drunk monkey, not looking where he was going. I was coming up behind him on my bike, I yelled out a couple of times, but of course, he was being a iPod zombie and didn't hear anything until he almost stepped right in front of me and I blasted him with my 140 dB airhorn.
THAT woke him up.
Of course, then he decided to get irate at me for trying not to run into him with the chainsaw*. I was ready to throwdown, but he eventually apologized and walked away, still calling me names, of course.
On the plus side, I finally got my heavy bag set up, so I had a good bit of a workout on that after I finished my 11.25 mile ride.
*this is my bike, note what's out in the front. Ain't me that's getting hurt if I run into someone....
