The human joys of running really fast

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I’m on record as saying I have the same interest in learning speed reading as I do speed sex. Both activities are something to savor.



The declaration is contrary to my typical outlook. See, I yearn to go really fast. Like cheetah fast.



Not in a car or a plane, circumstances so grindingly routine they’re practically pedestrian.



I’m talking about the human exhilaration