Unfortunately , again , madness took hold , and , turning to my wife , I proudly chuffed , " I ' m going to run the rest of the way down . Meet you at the car ! " And off I dashed . As I came round the first bend , I realised , to my horror , the end was not in sight as I had first thought ; no parking lot or huts anywhere , just more trail leading off into what seemed like the horizon .
Question: Why did he want to meet his wife at the car ?
The answer to the above question:


He wanted to get in a burst of vigorous exercise before leaving .