When was the last time you saw somebody RUNNING?

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Not JOGGING. Like actually RUNNING. Because they had to get somewhere, FAST.

― n/a (Nick A.), Thursday, 17 November 2005 19:58 (twenty years ago)

LAST TIME I TOOK MY CHAINSAW TO A PICNIC!

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:00 (twenty years ago)

When people stop doing this all the time a little bit of me starts thinking they suck.

― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:01 (twenty years ago)

haha xpost!

― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:01 (twenty years ago)

Also, track meets. Bus stops.
When I was in my prime, I used to go to the bar and challenge people to sprint against me.

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:02 (twenty years ago)

Someone who's not me? Because if we're talking about me, the answer is yesterday, when I was late.

― The Milkmaid (of Human Kindness) (The Milkmaid), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:04 (twenty years ago)

I see parents running after toddlers all the time, with REAL PANIC on their face. Parenting must be nuts.

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:06 (twenty years ago)

I don't remember but I'm pretty sure Richard Dawson was shouting at them.

― Dan (Did I Dream/You Dreamed About Me) Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:07 (twenty years ago)

I run a lot during the day, mostly to beat traffic signals. At the interview for my current job I ran like 15 blocks in heels until my feet bled, so as not to be late.

I don't really like wearing anything besides sneakers because I'm not comfortable unless I feel like I can break into a run if I need to.

― Laura H. (laurah), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:09 (twenty years ago)

You got the job despite bloody feet? You must be VERY GOOD.

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:10 (twenty years ago)

When I was in my prime, I used to go to the bar and challenge people to sprint against me.

Drunk sprinting?!?

― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:12 (twenty years ago)

Drunk sprinting?!?

― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:12 (twenty years ago)

yeah, in the parking lot. Like 50 metres. Nothing major. I won a lot.

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:14 (twenty years ago)

Drunk sprinting?!?

― Dan (Just Trying To Support The Theme) Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:19 (twenty years ago)

I'll race every last wonnayew unnera table!

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:43 (twenty years ago)

I see people jogging on the treadmills at the gym, but that's it.

― Precious Johnson (coco), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:54 (twenty years ago)

Dude, you'll have to try much harder than that if you're trying to lure me underneath a table.

― Dan (Start With A Nice 15-Year Scotch) Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 17 November 2005 20:56 (twenty years ago)

I run for trains or to cross the street from time to time. The last time I really ran-ran though was after someone who claimed out of nowhere they were off to kill themselves off a bridge, so I ran all the way to the bridge and they weren't there so I ran all the way home to get help and they were standing outside my place, having a laugh and a smoke with a friend! Oh how the laughs ended when I started yelling.

― Allyzay must fight Zolton herself. (allyzay), Thursday, 17 November 2005 21:00 (twenty years ago)

I ran down the block earlier this afternoon to the gas station to buy candy, because I'm not really supposed to leave the building during work hours and because it's pretty damn cold outside, but it was more of a jog, really, because I didn't give that much of a shit.

― n/a (Nick A.), Thursday, 17 November 2005 21:04 (twenty years ago)

i ran last night. it was only for a block though, from the subway station to where i needed to be.

― oh ilx my lionheart (Jody Beth Rosen), Thursday, 17 November 2005 21:05 (twenty years ago)

A few months ago I just decided to run for some reason. I didn't need to, I just started what in my mind was a masculine, graceful lope that blinded spectators with its effortless strength and grace. I blazed past dumpy old shoppers. Cars struggled to keep up. The doors of apothecaries tinkled open and their issue were flattened against the wall, clutching their brown paper packages of god knows what tightly to their chests in breathless admiration. Until I found myself (because of an untied shoelace, I later discovered) flying through the air. There was no sound and time seemed to stop. I realized it would soon start again, however, and flung my hands out in front of me, but my body had twisted in the air so that my hands would not save me. I landed heavily on my left upper arm, my torso turned towards the right, and actually managed to execute a shoddy and painful forward somersault so that I ended up sitting flat on my ass, the heels of my shoes hitting whud on the sidewalk before me. I burst out laughing. I looked at my arm. The skin was torn through. I looked up and a black SUV had pulled up to the curb where a man and his blonde girlfriend had rolled down their windows and were craning their heads out of the car, cackling. "You'll be alright, boy!"

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Thursday, 17 November 2005 21:21 (twenty years ago)

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