Robert Gillies

Running long distances gives you a great deal of time for thought. Sometimes the thoughts I have can be, well, rather random. I was thinking, as I ran my quasi-stoic 5 kilometre run (it's important to look as though one doesn't feel the slightest discomfort), that I was running in the same direction as everybody else. Everybody else just so happened to be composed entirely of ladies. I then realised that if I ran around the track in the opposite direction I could claim that women literally ran at me. I then thought that whilst that would be a most masculine boast, one worthy of the chivalric knights in days of yore, that the literal images associated with that are rather scary. Hoards of women running at me.



I then scrapped that thought and decided to think about elderly Chinese people playing basketball.