As I was pedaling my bike up Mission Street between Randall and Highland, a jogger started to catch up with me.

"Damn, I suck, I'm getting passed up by a jogger while I'm on a bike," I thought.

The jogger then said, "Excuse me, do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Sure," I replied while continuing up the hill.

The jogger explained between deep breathes, "I was jogging on 24th street when a homeless old guy pushed his shopping cart in front of me. I pushed his cart out of my way. The old guy got pissed. I said, 'I'm sorry, I don't have a problem with you, I just want to jog,' The old man picked up a metal pipe and started to swing it at me. I swung back at the old man. What would you have done in that situation?

"I would have run away," I said.

"You would have, huh?"

"Yeah, I usually don't hit people," I said.

"Neither do I, but I was just reacting toward the guy swinging at me."

"Yeah, totally sucks man. It's a fucked up situation. It happens too often in San Francisco," I said as we approached Highland and I started to take a right.

"Thanks man," replied the jogger as he continued down Mission Street.