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The next time we need some incentive to go out for our morning run instead of staying in and enjoying our favorite breakfast of half a pound of bacon and two American Spirits, we will imagine that New Zealand sprinter Chris Donaldson is waiting for us to chase him around the reservoir for a couple of laps. And if for some reason that doesn't work, we will imagine we are chasing after Chris Donaldson's lycra-bound crotch. What more incentive do we need? (allaussiebeef.blogspot.com)