I do this all the time and I'm 56!

I've always been like this, especially when I'm exercising. Some part of my inner mind seems to think I am a Neanderthal on an Oryx hunt or a crazy primitive on a raiding party.

I've even been known to stop the bike, go back and say, 'What was that sonny?'..... Depends how big and how ferral and how many.

Ain't good though - I have to admit it. Same used to happen when I was a runner. I'd be on a ten miler and I got all fired up and ran through traffic and junctions full of hell.

Some of us are just mad.