I feel like Nick Offerman would be a good choice to play him in a movie.

He had previously ran to ask the Spartans for help on the battle but they wouldn’t leave until after some festival or something.
So, he then ran to the battle, fought, then ran back to Athens to tell everyone because a ship had slipped past the battle on its way to Athens and if it got back before their army the enemy would just say they won and sack Athens. The Guy is a machine.
His full adventure inspired the ultramarathon The spartathalon

I think it was the wordsmith Scroobius pip that wrote that lyric

That is how you spell pheonix and I don’t care what the Oxford English dictionary or anyone else says.

I was sat at home alone one night, have my first joint in months. Sat at back door looking out into the woods and think I can hear a girl sobbing. I must be stoned as hell. Then I clearly hear some girl shouting help me! In my pyjamas and Crocs I up and run off into the woods.
While running through the woods my stoned brain says to me if I were planning an ambush, this is what I’d do.
Shut up brain.
Find a young woman sobbing in the pitch darkness off the path in the woods.
Calllm her down. She had an argument with her boyfriend and he took her phone and left her in the woods, she doesn’t know where she is.
I offer to drive her to the hotel she says she’s staying at.
Halfway there I see the cops coming out of the station and flag them down, they were just on their way out to look for this girl.
I tell them what happened and they said I could be on my way.
Thank fuck as I was too high to be talking to cops.
Turns out that girl and her boyfriend work at the hotel with my mate, he says this happens once a week, her boyfriend had in fact not taken her phone she had it all along, he just walked off when she started causing drama again.

Easy rider

Saw these guys at Pol’and’Rock (Woodstock) this year. They have quickly become my listen to at work band. Funky stuff.

Stalker was good for this, realistic weight allowances, the more you carried the quicker your stamina went dien until you couldn’t jump and then couldn’t walk.

Probably not what you were thinking but there’s plenty of stories of dogs not leaving their owners after death like Greyfriars bobby.
Also elephants are known for mourning their dead.
I think if I donated my body to science and they were all done with it, and they could make more money for research by selling bits off to weirdos that would be fine by me. Maybe put a little QR code on it that people could scan and get a little biography of me. That would probably make archeology a lot easier.

Reminds me of the writing of David wrong / Jason pargin who wrote the John dies at the ends series of books.

I don’t see the problem. Loads of people have skulls of other animals on display. Why should a human be treated any different.

Been in several car accidents. Rolled a car down a hill. Was hit by a car and went over the bonnet, roof and landed on my feet behind the car bruised but OK.
Got run over by another car dislocated my knee and my heel burst open, the lady in the car gave me about 20 chocolate penguin biscuits for the shock, then I got on a bus and went to my mates house for a joint.
Done illigal bridge swings off of railway bridges and damns and abseiled away from the cops.
Climbed onto the roof of a moving steam train dressed as Indiana Jones walked along the carridge then climbed back in through a window, scaring the crap out of the people in there.
Then met the girl of my dreams, had kids settled down (a little) and lived happily ever after.

Not quite. We climb / rappel structures, mostly oil rigs. And use a gamma radiation source to check for weld defects.
We’re known as bombers because the source container, a techops sentinel 880 or a SCAR projector look a lot like bombs and we blast radiation all over the place causing issues to the nucleonic sensors so over the place.

I’m a rope access industrial radiographer.
Edit: colloquially known as a “bomber”