Took this photo when I was out running the other night. I wait until its this dark before I go running to avoid people seeing me turning to a deep crimson colour and gasping for breath like goldfish lying on a patio. Trouble is, its so dark that its scary and, with every rustle from the bushes, I jump several feet in the air and shout “yeeearrrroghhh!” Why is exercise so hard? Some people get addicted to it apparently. Surely you get addicted things that are pleasant like alcohol or lying down.