I was doing a workout in a public park when a man began yelling about my “nice ass” from the complete other side. He kept going on about my body and my exercises while the many park-goers (sunny Saturday in London) stood witness. Rather than continue to be publicly harassed in this way, I yelled back for him to stop, adding my own profanities.
Unsurprisingly, he didn’t stop at my request, but he did stop when my husband returned from running a lap around the park shortly after. The man must have found his courage in thinking I was a lone female.
When I later ran a lap and went past him, he said nothing.
But the next time my husband ran past him, he apologised to my husband.