Your steps though are about half of his, so he has to run two miles to your one. I could just see you shuffling round the streets of Liverpool in your Prizefighter T-shirt-cum-nightie-cum-tent, running through peoples legs. With a big grin on your face.
Run? You're having a laugh. Just heavy bag, speedball, light weights and heavy duty rowing machine for me.....runnings for mugs :hey We're not going to have to post pix AngloSaxon style to sort this out are we?