Running. It's a funny old business.

Plodding along on a hot day with the sun beating down, you can be forgiven for considering your personal universe to extend only as far as your aching limbs, your pounding heart and your heaving lungs.

But all it takes is that sphincter-tightening shiver down the spine that heralds the imminent arrival of explosive bum-gravy, and suddenly your legs, heart and lungs don't seem so important any more. Good for another 1mph easily.

Just, just got home in time. Seconds to spare.

Posted By: Arizona Bay, Jul 16, 09:15:44