Canter!

I jog in the morning.

The browser is running really slowly.

We're running a little late.

We love to do jogging, fitness.

Try to lose weight by jogging.

My father began jogging last month.

He may be jogging around the park.

My father goes jogging every morning.

I think jogging is good exercise.

The man next door said he goes for a jog every morning.

For some reason you guys are just really slow.

I got warm from jogging for an hour.

Come on, slowpoke. I'll race ya home.

Can we get up enough speed in that mud to go up and over?

You are the slowest, and you can run all day without tiring.

Go round, you sheep's head. You deaf?

Now, gently around the first turn, and let them run! Go on!

It came from nowhere.

He quickened his pace, almost to a jog now.

It started in my very toes and came up, up, up very slowly... until my brain caught fire.

But it just has to happen gradually, you can't ask straight out that way, even one of ill repute may scare away like that.

It sounds like a nursery rhyme that just sprang up from my mind

Jogging, which is commonplace, and widely accepted as good for you, is solemn.

It wasn't that I don't trust you. I ran without thinking.

Let us sprint towards the achievement of the Millennium Goals, and not jog as though it were a marathon.

ThishadtobeMr.Big. Get him and you get them all.

And you'll get slower and slower, until eventually you're back to running the same speed you were at age 19.

We've encountered joggers, busy highways, toll booths, and this is without a person in the loop the car just drives itself.

It turns out that our brains are actually wired for throwing things and, like muscles, if you don't use parts of your brain, they tend to atrophy over time.

I'm working in Kigali, Rwanda, jogging through the steep slopes, when I see, 10 feet in front of me, a little boy 11 years old running toward me, wearing my sweater.

Run, run, run

Oh, run, run, run

Just run, run, run, until he can't run any more.

Easy, easy.

What you're seeing here is, we've selected the pathways in the brain of a chronic pain patient.

Run, run, run When you see...

Do it slowly, slowly, slowly

so we wouldn't keep that poor man running backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards.

Run!

Run away. Run.

Then, while jogging with my dog one morning, she pulled me into what I thought was just another illegal dump.

Places.

Then stand here

It used punch cards, which were being fed in, and it ran about 10,000 times slower the first ZX81.