Well, the title of this article is misleading. You are correct in your assumption that is is exercise, not specifically running. They used mice on running wheels as part of the research.

Still, love to be mad about running and another vote for the rower. Cheap water rower knock off ftw.

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Of all the fucking things. I hate running so much. Ran for years, hated it the whole time. Finally just couldn’t do it anymore. Was so sock of sore knees and shins, never mind being out in the damn cold before work on a gross winter day, dark, gray, wet. I hated getting up extra early before work and then having to jam in a shower and THEN start the day. I am so envious of people who find it enjoyable. They’re so happy on their run, feeling good, satisfied with what they did. Hell, they go and do crazy things like marathons, 5ks etc. Such a foreign concept.

I dont feel better having stopped, but the thought of doing it again just fills me with dread.

Why can’t they discover that reading a book while listening to music is fantastic for you?

I had one of those too. Every so often, bad baby would scoot off the mat it 3am. Nothing like the absolute fucking panic of hearing that alarm going off when you’re dead asleep and now halfway to juniors room before you wake up only to find he scooted off the mat. AGAIN.

I don’t miss the pure anxiety of being a new parent. I had forgotten about that thing and I’m so glad it is a faded memory.