I'm a pretty easy going guy, but I do remember this one time...at band camp...Oh wait, wrong story. This one time up at Tsali, my (now former ex) and I were there with a buddy and our two dogs. We had stopped for a breather (sp?) (to catch our breath), and a bunch of guys in full kits come blowing by us. One of them yells, "Get out of the way, we're training!". Not in a nice tone at all! Well, that pressed my button. I yelled back, "So what?, I'm not training! I don't give a rip if you're training!" He stops and we had a little "discussion".

I reminded him that just because he's training, doesn't mean he owns the trails. He thought his buddies would back him up, luckily for me, most of them took "my" side and were apologizing for his attitude. Fortunately for me (since I was outnumbered) we all settled down and went on our merry little ways. Granted, I'm a big guy and was probably twice this guys size, I still would've probably gotten my butt kicked if his buddies had stepped in.

The thing that bothered me most was that I was doing something that I love to do and because of some guy being a jerk, my entire afternoon was ruined. I still get upset about what happened. Since then, I always try to think of how my actions affect others. Sure, we were in the way. Didn't mean to be. However, if the guy hadn't been so rude, I probably would've apologized for being in their way. But, when this guy threw down some attitude, it made my blood boil.