With less blood going to the muscles, the runner slows down or stops.

The runner stopped, and Bane felt himself lowered gently to the grass.

All the other runners stopped, turned and went back to help.

The runner stopped, finally noticing the yellow fumes drifting toward him.

When the stick is grabbed the three runners must stop and stand.

Another runner stops to help him up as the rest of the pack surges ahead.

After all, the world's fastest runners and horses stopped racing cars years ago.

Farther back still, runners stopped beneath sycamores to take in the scene.

The runner stopped about two yards away and calmly received the settler's scrutiny.

Like dozens, then hundreds of others, the runners stopped to listen.