the corner office

Walking in London, and approaching, behind me, I hear two joggers.

"I really want to run faster, but I'd just like to stick with it, you know?" - a man, breathlessly.

"It's alright", says the other, a woman, as they come past me.

But soon she'd opened a gap of about 20 metres and would then regularly slow down and look back, stop to adjust leggings, etc, as he kept shuffling along.

I don't think it was alright.