Terrence Oblong's Running Shorts

Short stories about running. Obviously. Dedicated to my favourite ever video, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZjNeycs0IjI

The Baton

They call it the Grim Shift, 3.00 to 5.00 a.m., a time when the Holy Garden is as dark and still as death

Ultra, ultra, ultra

Twenty-six miles, that’s not even worth mentioning, why are you boring me with tales of your pathetic little marathon?

Run rabbit run

It’s hot inside my rabbit suit.

Presidential running mate

Twenty-six miles twice a week. Who the heck thought it was a good idea to elect a president who ran?

The Olympic legacy

The International Interned Youth Physical Performance Championships 2013.

The York 1,500 metres indoor championship

I was very foolish. I allowed myself to be caught with a prostitute. With a male prostitute at that. The world is very forgiving these days, but not...

Michael Johnson’s Heart

It was Michael Johnson’s heart, that’s all I knew. Michael Johnson from York, who died in a car accident on 23 June 2012.

The Kowski independence movement running club

It was love at first sight, that first moment I saw her boobs bobbing up and down as she jogged past my house. Then, as I stared out of the window...

A visit to the Guru

The Guru teaches us that we must follow our own path, make our own journey, not be distracted by the movement of others. I thought of these wise...

Urban Runner

You need the right equipment to run in the city. The trainers I’m wearing are grass-replicant, meaning that the impact of running on pavements and...

Run trapped boy, run

He is waiting to be released, for the guards to open the gates and say “You have 15 minutes to exercise as much or as little as you like. Do not...

Don't run

I guess I should be proud. I should be overjoyed, I should be the supportive husband. Jesus, if I can’t support her now what sort of husband does...

The Runner

I’m not your typical civil servant, that’s for sure. No sitting behind a desk all day for me, no stuffy suit and tie, I spend my life in the outdoors...

Two Legs

“I don’t have any legs,” he said. At first I didn’t understand him, we were running quite quickly and I’m not used to running and talking at the same...

We are not now young

“You’re gonna kill yourself Pete,” I said. “I’m not doing anything you’re not,” he said, between desperate gulps for air. “What is it anyway, 10k –...

Running to the moon

“I’m running to the moon,” Alex Hoffman would say whenever someone asked him where he was going in his running shorts and trainers. Anyone that didn’...
Gold cherry

Death of a runner

It was raining heavily, but there was no rain falling. Simon Tattersloe looked down on his body, his bloody corpse, puddles of his own blood...

The Naked Runner

I’d been stuck behind the same arse for twenty minutes. It wasn’t the sort of arse you expect on a runner, fat, hairy, unkempt, packed with cellulose...

You can’t run and you can’t hide

“He’s a strange one that kid,” Harry said of their new boss, “Don’t know what to make of him.” “He’s got the smarts,” Alex said, “Online security –...