In which I have biked to work occasionally over the past few weeks

So I'm sitting here at the end of my lunch break humming techno dance music and happily browsing RPG.net, and I bounce down the stairs to the lunchroom to grab some tea and water, and it occurs to me: goddamnit, this "exercise" hoohah actually is giving me some sort of endorphin thing. I was perfectly happy knowing that exercise was an evil thing that made you sweaty and forced you to be bored outside, and the "you'll feel better" schpiels were lies of the wellness/naturalistic complex... But nooOOoo, apparently when you do it in 25-minute reasonable doses, and feed yourself appropriately, it's not that bad.

Damn you, exercise! Daaaaaamn yooooouuu!