The Athletic Peoples of Running From Yourself is a mammoth, orderly nation, ruled by She Who Runs with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, suspicion of poets, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, cynical, devout population of 5.924 billion people are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Spirituality, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Caravan of Steam-Powered Houses. The average income tax rate is 16.4%.

The myself economy, worth 271 trillion Runs a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Automobile Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Pizza Delivery. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 45,909 Runs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.3 times as much as the poorest.

Running away is an essential part of the elite forces' hand-to-hand training, people don't want any foreign rubbish, anyone who doesn't attend Official Governmental Religious Services is fined, and Propaganda and Partisanship 101 is a required class all political candidates must pass before being nominated by their chosen party. Crime, especially youth-related, is well under control, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Running From Yourself's national animal is the Self, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Vague Feeling of Being Watched.

Running From Yourself is ranked 147,512^th in the world and 4^th in Warzone Airspace for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 796.03 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.