You will die running on Wednesday 5th August 2015 during a race.

You will go into this run happy that the voices that order you to shoplift have finally ceased.

You run past a duck pond at dawn on your own and are attacked by a gang of militant geese that peck your eyeballs out.

Death will happen 9 miles into your favourite route.

"I will really miss getting love letters from Angry Jogger" - Haile Gebrselassie