As I made my way up Arthur's Seat in a stiff wind going straight uphill, my mind quickly started playing tricks on me. Half way up I spot, on the ground, a half eaten Mars Bar. At this point I am in so much pain and I am freezing cold and all I wanted to do was bend down and pick up the chocolate bar. Not to throw it out. Oh no, I wanted to eat it!! A half eaten chocolate bar!! What is wrong with me???
Don't worry, I didn't pick it up and I finished the run and I am still alive, but what is wrong with me?????
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