The Jogging Dead. Yes, just when you think you’ve seen it all.
#4: Dead to the World – J.N. Williamson (Leisure, 1988)
Back to a simpler time when everybody donned a polyester-blend track suit from Sears or Kmart and hit the pavement for a half-mile run. Back in the day, author J.N. Williamson banged out a shitload of books – with such grab-bag titles like Evil Offspring, Hell Storm, Ghost Mansion. But this one will go down in the history of horror paperbacks more for its jogging-craze cover than the 366 pages within.