A group of six of us went running yesterday morning--some team members, some other friends. We approached a man running alone, who looked to be a bit older than us. We started to pass him, and we all exchanged hellos. Then a few seconds later he blew past us, saying "no one's passing this old guy today!" Every time we got close to him again, he sped up. He really didn't want to be passed by a pack of girls! I guess we can think of it as helping him interval train.