There comes a point where even the most level-headed of runners starts to loooose their miiiind a little, and what was once a fun hobby that kept them healthy starts to become an all-encompassing obsession.

At this point, you may find yourself buying a fitness tracker and giving a shit about how many calories that last run burned off. Or maybe you start posting your run stats on Facebook, like any of your friends give two farts. Or maybe you start getting angry with yourself if you don’t manage to beat your PB every single time you head out the door, despite that being pretty much impossible.

You start posting your run stats on Facebook, like any of your friends give two farts

If your friends and family palpably glaze over whenever you start talking about running, you have reached stage five. Eventually you’ll start to do your own head in, at which point you’ll unclench, chill out, and learn not to take running sooo bloody seriously. Which leads to…