Anything I can do about this woman?

Start running with a big pointy stick so if so if she gets too close she will get a big old scratch down the side of the car - kind of like they used to do on Roman chariots

Pretty much what I was going to say. Have something large and sharp that sticks over just to the white line (so you're not breaking any laws) and if she gets that close again, her car will feel it. It might scare the crap out of her enough to make sure that she pays attention at least for a while.

seriously?

have you guys NEVER ridden anything or been running and try to put your hand out??? riding a horse and put your hand out-bike or motorcycle?

physics people.

I'm pretty sure if you just imagine really hard that your hands are made of steel that will be enough to beat physics.

Mostly, this was a fantasy imagining of death race 2000. But in seriousness, it's more of a have it sticking out and let go just before she hits kind of thing. But of course, the driver is either a psycho or someone who will kill someone one day with her distracted driving. If psycho, then she is likely to do something to harm someone jogging on purpose. Of course, calling the cops first to ask what to do is a good idea.

Start running with a big pointy stick so if so if she gets too close she will get a big old scratch down the side of the car - kind of like they used to do on Roman chariots

Pretty much what I was going to say. Have something large and sharp that sticks over just to the white line (so you're not breaking any laws) and if she gets that close again, her car will feel it. It might scare the crap out of her enough to make sure that she pays attention at least for a while.

seriously?

have you guys NEVER ridden anything or been running and try to put your hand out??? riding a horse and put your hand out-bike or motorcycle?

physics people.

if she's HOLDING a stick- and it gets hit against an object moving 65 miles an hour- dollars do doughnuts says she's tear or sprain a wrist at best- or break one or both at worst.


Don't wear neon- wear HIGH VIZ- there is a difference. something phosphorescence or fluorescence- or a blinking light.

1.) ask hubby if he has same problem
2.) get her plates- record incidents
3.) call police if you can
4.) carry 2-3 eggs and if you're really willing to go out on a limb- ball bearings- but I wouldn't recommend it. *kitten*'s dangerous.

playing chicken with a potentially NOT paying attention driver is about the dumbest idea ever though. Law of gross tonnage- even if technically you had the shoulder- guess what- you'd still be dead.

And THIS Is why I like Jo. She's a Spock, like me, all logic. :flowerforyou:

See I was taking a lot of the responses as not-serious except for the take a picture and show it to the cop ones. *shrugs*

So I've actually had this kind of thing happen to me and the story is absolutely crazy.

So my boyfriend lives in a nice sub division that I love to run around. It's currently in development, and the main road to connect the two divisions (maybe half a mile) is always torn up so there's no sidewalk. EVERY morning this white G6 would get close to me, would HONK, etc. The sad part was, she had all those stick figures so she was a mother! I called the cops and they would sit out there, but we'd meet at different parts/ I can't expect the cops to always be around for me/ etc so nothing really happened. I guess one time he did stop her saying there was a complaint against her car, which made things worse because she knew it was me. She was/ is my number one enemy.

ANYWAY I was walking into Kroger and in the parking lot I saw it. That damn G6. So I wait like a crazy person near her car until I see her come out with 2 little girls. As she's loading her groceries into her trunk I come up and ask "excuse me' and when she turns around she has this confused look and then her eyes change and it's like, fear.

So I say "Hi, my name is Cardio4Cupcakes and I believe we often cross paths on (road name) in the mornings. I understand that it's a road and you're in a car and that's where you belong, but due to there being no sidewalks I have no choice but to run on the side. I'm not sure if you just haven't seen me running for the past 4 weeks but everyone else can move over but you never do. Please be considerate next time you come up on me and just give me some space, it takes less than a second for you to veer to the left and then we're both on our ways."

So she just glares at me and I walk into the store.

The next day she doesn't move over and never does but now there's sidewalks so whatever.

I still hate that b*tch.

So I've actually had this kind of thing happen to me and the story is absolutely crazy.

So my boyfriend lives in a nice sub division that I love to run around. It's currently in development, and the main road to connect the two divisions (maybe half a mile) is always torn up so there's no sidewalk. EVERY morning this white G6 would get close to me, would HONK, etc. The sad part was, she had all those stick figures so she was a mother! I called the cops and they would sit out there, but we'd meet at different parts/ I can't expect the cops to always be around for me/ etc so nothing really happened. I guess one time he did stop her saying there was a complaint against her car, which made things worse because she knew it was me. She was/ is my number one enemy.

ANYWAY I was walking into Kroger and in the parking lot I saw it. That damn G6. So I wait like a crazy person near her car until I see her come out with 2 little girls. As she's loading her groceries into her trunk I come up and ask "excuse me' and when she turns around she has this confused look and then her eyes change and it's like, fear.

So I say "Hi, my name is Cardio4Cupcakes and I believe we often cross paths on (road name) in the mornings. I understand that it's a road and you're in a car and that's where you belong, but due to there being no sidewalks I have no choice but to run on the side. I'm not sure if you just haven't seen me running for the past 4 weeks but everyone else can move over but you never do. Please be considerate next time you come up on me and just give me some space, it takes less than a second for you to veer to the left and then we're both on our ways."

So she just glares at me and I walk into the store.

The next day she doesn't move over and never does but now there's sidewalks so whatever.

I still hate that b*tch.

Were you walking on the right hand side of the road? If she "honks" at you she's probably giving you a heads up because you're on the wrong side of the road and can't see her coming (I wonder this because you said you see all those stick figures on the back of her car).

I am flabbergasted that people don't know what side of the road to walk on.

3. Run with a sign that says "Scoot over" or "Slow down" or "Please don't freaking run me over" and hold it up when she passes.

This, except it should say "What's your problem, b*tch-face??" or "*her license plate number* - Reported for reckless endangerment" or "Why do you try to kill me every morning?"

So I've actually had this kind of thing happen to me and the story is absolutely crazy.

So my boyfriend lives in a nice sub division that I love to run around. It's currently in development, and the main road to connect the two divisions (maybe half a mile) is always torn up so there's no sidewalk. EVERY morning this white G6 would get close to me, would HONK, etc. The sad part was, she had all those stick figures so she was a mother! I called the cops and they would sit out there, but we'd meet at different parts/ I can't expect the cops to always be around for me/ etc so nothing really happened. I guess one time he did stop her saying there was a complaint against her car, which made things worse because she knew it was me. She was/ is my number one enemy.

ANYWAY I was walking into Kroger and in the parking lot I saw it. That damn G6. So I wait like a crazy person near her car until I see her come out with 2 little girls. As she's loading her groceries into her trunk I come up and ask "excuse me' and when she turns around she has this confused look and then her eyes change and it's like, fear.

So I say "Hi, my name is Cardio4Cupcakes and I believe we often cross paths on (road name) in the mornings. I understand that it's a road and you're in a car and that's where you belong, but due to there being no sidewalks I have no choice but to run on the side. I'm not sure if you just haven't seen me running for the past 4 weeks but everyone else can move over but you never do. Please be considerate next time you come up on me and just give me some space, it takes less than a second for you to veer to the left and then we're both on our ways."

So she just glares at me and I walk into the store.

The next day she doesn't move over and never does but now there's sidewalks so whatever.

I still hate that b*tch.

Were you walking on the right hand side of the road? If she "honks" at you she's probably giving you a heads up because you're on the wrong side of the road and can't see her coming (I wonder this because you said you see all those stick figures on the back of her car).

I am flabbergasted that people don't know what side of the road to walk on.

I was on the right side of the road (like facing oncoming traffic). I knew she has those figures because I turned around to try and catch her plate (white G6 is a pretty common car and I didn't want the cops to pull over the wrong person ya know)

Go out early before she gets there. Position your car across the road and put the hood up. Hide in the bushes beside the road. When she is forced to stop for your disabled vehicle, come out of the bushes, and kill her. Roll her car off the side of the road, lower your hood, and drive home. Begin your run, discover the vehicle off the road, and call the cops. They would never suspect you , since you actually called it in.

Sell me the movie rights.

this is brilliant.

Go out early before she gets there. Position your car across the road and put the hood up. Hide in the bushes beside the road. When she is forced to stop for your disabled vehicle, come out of the bushes, and kill her. Roll her car off the side of the road, lower your hood, and drive home. Begin your run, discover the vehicle off the road, and call the cops. They would never suspect you , since you actually called it in.

Sell me the movie rights.

Or this, killing her is reasonable too.

Go out for your jog like usual, then when she passes really close, dramatically fall onto the grass and pretend like she hit you. If she doesn't stop, then maybe you should just avoid her altogether, since she wouldn't seem to care if she hurt you at that point.

But, if she stops (which she hopefully would), and goes over to you: play dead as long as possible, until she gets out her phone and starts to call 9-1-1, then spring to life, shout something at her like, "YOU JUST GOT PUNK'D!!!" and then run away.

PLEASE DO THIS. Hahaha...

Winning response from what I've read so far.

Just break up

or see if IFYM

Is this where I put the link to sexypants?

Like others said I would get a plate number and call the police.

I live in a residental neighborhood (25 mph zone) and have had a problem from time to time. Last week it was the same car 3 days in a row almost hit me, on the 3rd day I punched the back of her car and yelled some things that would make a drunken sailor proud. She stopped and told me she never saw me...I noticed her phone in her hand while we "talked". She came off a dead end street so it would be no problem finding her. I told her to put her f'ing phone down and pay attention, now she waves and moves all the way to the other side of the street. Monday it was a mustang coming down my street at like 40, we have 15 houses on our dead end street where the hell was he going. He got out of the car in a neighbors driveway and I yelled yeah there is no need to drive that fast on this street there are lots of kids who run here in the morning, as a matter of fact my daughter was with me. He mumbled something and I said "what I didn't hear you". He then said "yes ma'am I understand". When he went in the house my daughter said he had a gun, I was like what? I didn't have my glasses on LOL. Sure enough he came back out and I noticed the police emblem on his shirt LOL so he definitely should have known better. The last couple days, he's come down the street at like 10 mph. Sometimes people are in their own little world and have no clue that they are doing, and sometimes they are just freaking idiots.

There is a house just down the road from me that is for sale. I think you'd love it!

I think taking her picture is a great idea too.

i'm lovin option 6!

This is also my favorite.

Realistically, I would get the plate number, possibly the photo and call the police. Maybe even a photo every day it happens just to document the consistency of her disregard. Does your husband have the same problem on his days? If so, have him document it too.

You could get a shoulder holster with a toy pistol.