I think you either love running, or you don't.

In my running years I was always happy...bad day at school, hit the road and all my pent up emotion dissipated.

Need to sort out a way of explaining a maths problem to one student? Hi the road and it would pop into my head.

Running was my buddy.

These days I walk, but it's not quite the same. It's good, but there's no high. I miss that.