Stories like this, and it's true.
An acquaintance of mine was addicted to running (not uncommon, once you start). After a while he added cycling to his addiction. Eventually, he got the old 'pains in the chest' syndrome and the doctor told him he should look after his heart.
Undeterred, he continued cycling (bear in mind he's a bit of a head-banger), and was riding along a remote lane on the Leicestershire/Warwickshire border (1 car an hour sort of thing) when he had a massive heart attack.
Just at that moment, a car came along and the driver got out to see what had happened. It turned out he was a trained medical man and just happened to have a defibrillator in his car, and brought him back into the land of the living. What's the odds on that, eh?
He's since had a quadruple bypass...
