Run for your lives!
I don’t know about you, but every once in a while (less so know that I’m approaching forty) I imagine what I’d do if I suddenly found myself with a need to flee for my life on foot, like an extra from a 70’s distaster movie or one of those unfortunate Japanese who had to scramble out of Godzilla’s way lest they be crushed to death. Would I be able to run fast, fueled by adrenaline? Would I be able to carry several of my children to safety? Would I have the presence of mind to remember to grab them? Would I make it halfway to safety and then look back and see my wife caught on a piece of disaster movie detritus and go back to help her? Would I be brave enough?
Doesn’t that kind of thing ever pop into your head, completely unbidden?
If so, does it ever affect your choice of footwear? Just wondering.