An alert reader sent me the following question today, along with the awesome accompanying drawing below:
“There’s got to be some term for the phenomenon when you see someone running with the pony tail, tight shorts, sports bra, and so on, and there is a tree in-between the trail and the road that is in just the wrong place where the speed of the runner and the speed of your car causes the tree to block the view entirely.”
Okay, so there’s not technically a question in there, but he’s clearly looking for a term that doesn’t exist.
Until now.
First, I want to say that this is probably an experience shared by men and women alike. We all look at attractive joggers. I’m pretty sure that’s why people jog in the park, because in my experience, there’s nothing fun about jogging.
There have been many times that I’ve adjusted the speed of my car to avoid the issue this reader described. I’m a good driver, but it’s not exactly safe for me to do this. Really, all trees should be removed from the outer edges of the park to allow for a better viewing experience. Come on, Parks and Rec.
So. The terminology. I spent hours (or maybe 2 minutes) researching possible names for this conundrum. The point at which the stars align and your view is obstructed despite the fact that you’re moving at a different speed in your car than the jogger’s pace.
The term is hereby myrunopia.
my-run-o-pi-a [mahy-rahn-oh-pee-uh] – noun – (1) a condition of the environment in which attractive runners in the distance are unable to be optically perceived
Here’s a scientific diagram to back up this term:
Look it up. It’s scientific.
Daily Quickie: I had an idea today for a motorized stroller for mothers and fathers who want to jog while their kids are still young. Have you ever seen these joggers? Their upper body movements are so awkward and restricted because of the stroller. Motorized strollers exists, but not for this purpose. You could set your pace on the stroller and hold a mechanism that, if accidentally released, would cause the stroller to stop. You could also increase your pace on that mechanism without looking at it, kind of like a volume control. Brilliant?
I think you have way too much time on your hands.
I don’t have much to add to this hilarious observation, or rather, lack thereof, of the mathematical problem described by the reader who suffers from occasional attacks of myrunopia. I just wanted to acknowledge the excellent skills of the mathematician in describing the problem, with a diagram worthy of John Nash, of “A Beautiful Mind” fame… and to give a nod of admiration to your clever word coinage, Jamey. Myrunopia. Perfect.
I’ll have to “run” that one by my husband and see if his eyes light up with recognition. However, this may lead to a bout of myspousalmyopia, in which a spouse will never admit to being able to focus his or her eyes on anyone of the opposite sex except said spouse.
…that is, except the “spouse of said spouse.” But you get the idea.
Oh my, Cara…”myspousalmyopia” made me laugh out loud. Let us know what your husband says.
So, I explained “myrunopia” to my husband and asked if he ever suffers from this cruel cosmological miss alignment and his answer was “every day.” I’ll admit I was somewhat disappointed that he did not resort to myspousalmyopia, which I’ve described above. But I figure it’s no big deal, as long as he’s only looking… and there are plenty of trees in the way.
Every day?! Are you sure he understands what myrunopia is? It isn’t a temporary obstruction–it’s when your speed and the jogger’s speed match up such that you barely even catch a glimpse of her before you’ve driven too far past her to see her at all. It’s kind of a rare occurrence, I think.
Rare event, unless it is, in fact, divine intervention.
I think he was talking about the act of looking, not the problem of sight obstruction. When I asked him again, he said it never happens. Hmmm, perhaps a little divine intervention is in order.
Ah, I see. He changed his mind quickly!
Awesome. This post made my morning. I can picture you suffering from myrunopia on your way in to work every morning.
Even moreso on the way home.
Jamey’s really that bad? Every morning? Guess I pictured him differently in my mind.
When this phenomenon occurs, I believe this is irrefutable evidence of devine intervention
This is too funny!!
I’m confused about your diagram. I thought the obstruction was in the environment not inside of your eyeball. Otherwise, I’d have to wonder how you go about seeing at all with a tree constantly inside your eye. Sounds a little uncomfortable to me.
The obstruction itself isn’t inside your eyeball–it’s the point at which you perceive the obstruction. The light bouncing off the female jogger reaches your eye at the exact point that the light from the obstruction also reaches it.
You know, you can bike to work without the increase of risk in a car wreck or a whip lash from lighting speed head turning. You can even take this beauty out and start a conversation.
http://www.danthomas.me/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/adult-tricycle-300×225.jpg
You can take Biddy out for a ride to add an extra cuteness. Just watch out for trees.
That’s a good point about biking to work! Myrunopia could still occur, but I could just stop the bike.
Biddy in a bike basket is the cutest thought I’ve had today.
Please take Biddy out! SO CUTE!
Jamey, you got try take Biddy out with you on a bike ride. You two can have matching helmets like this guy and his cat. http://www.catviews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/cycle-cat.jpg
People like Lorena are patiently waiting for the cuteness.