My friend paid me a compliment the other day. We were talking about running because he’s thinking about shaking up his exercise routine, and he said to me (paraphrasing), “It makes sense that you’re a runner because you write for a living. You know how to push yourself.”

I’m pretty sure it was meant to be a compliment. I took it as one. 

But it’s not 100% accurate.

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