I remembered my third story, now.
I was running yesterday and as I went up the street I notice this cement truck up ahead, either pulling out of or into a driveway (it was going back and forth, so it was hard to tell). When I got closer, it was definitely attempting to pull in. There was really nowhere for me to go, as it was blocking both the sidewalk and the street by this point. If it had stopped and let me through, I could have squeezed by on the sidewalk. Another construction guy who was guiding the truck was looking at me as I ran up, so I was hoping that he would let me through. Nope! Instead, as I got to the truck, he sneers at me, "You need to move faster." What?!
So then I was stuck waiting for the truck until it pulled far enough into the driveway that I could run in the street. I was not pleased.
Also I just went running this morning and got about a block before I decided against it. I am going to go rollerblading instead.