H. That can happen in the most genteel settings. My Dad wasn't a runner, but he did walk most horribly fast, and walked to work, which was sometimes 2miles, and sometimes more. He was stopped by the police twice on suspicion of robbery, both times dressed most respectably, both times when he was senior enough to have mostly grey hair.
The first occasion, the officer challenged him, "Why were you running", to which, as he hadn't been, there was no satisfactory answer. Their last question was, after an inspection of his credentials which convinced them of their error, was "Why are you so nervous?"
To which my father only afterwards thought up the reply "Because this is my first hold-up!"
