[ Kirk approves of your exercise routine, Chekov. It's good for them to keep in shape, even if these aren't their real bodies, which is still a very strange thing to try and work his brain around, but he'll get there. Mental exercise, then? Ah well, either way he approves, especially since he loves to run too.
And when he spots Chekov jogging he picks up his own pace and angles over to his young Russian crew member, waving hello and then drawing along side, opening his mouth to say hello - ]
Now what do we have here an outlaw and his beer.
[ Wait, what? That... was not what he meant to say at all-!! ]