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A fat lad in my year blacked out and collapsed during a 'cross country' run (we had huge playing fields we shared with the local girl's school so it was just round the fields). We thought he was joking (we were all watching as we'd all finished). Teacher crapped it.
Years later I found out he got done for possessing child porn (twice!).
Another lad got run over outside school. He was hit by a car. Bounced off and hit a lamppost. His nickname after that was ping-pong.
We used to do "cross country" running, which was out of the west entrance to the school, run around the streets, circling to the east entrance, total of probably 2km, and do a couple of laps.
The route went passed my house at about 400m mark, so I would often stop in for a cup of tea, then pick up on the 2nd or 3rd lap, fresh as a daisy, then romp home for a strong finish.
Came unstuck when I was told I was to represent the school at the upcoming county school sporting thing in the 1800m race.