Furious pace

Thursday, after a particularly stressful day at work, I went to the gym and ran -- ran hard, for me. I'd left my iPod at home, so I was more focused on my thoughts than I usually am at the gym. At the end of my last sprint, the woman on the treadmill next to me turned and said, "Girl, you run like you angry."

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