I like to walk quickly. But one day I encountered somebody ahead of me whose walking pace matched mine- possibly even beat it! So I went faster. I strained my ankles, my arms began to swing wildly. But I did it! I eventually overtook her. To assert my walking speed dominance in the most futile way possible, I didn't duck or avoid any of the low-hanging branches that were ahead of me. I ploughed straight through them face-first, without flinching. I kept my uncomfortably fast swinging-arm walk-run up until I was sure I was out of sight again. Nobody beats my walking pace. Nobody.