I go to warm up my lunch, and I pass a manager in the narrow hallway. I smile politely at her. I had a meeting this morning with her where she didn't bite my head off, like she normally does with others in the office. I kind of like this happy thing on her. I go back to my desk for a minute and then return to the kitchen. She breezes past me again, this time I notice she's wearing white running shoes that stand out against her black and grey dress pants. Weird. So here I sit in my cubicle, eating my stew and trying to catch up on all of that personal stuff I don't really have time for at work. She has passed by eight times in the last 10 minutes. Who knew the hallway was a track? So, what kind of exercise have you tried to squeak in when pressed for time or it's too cold or you can't afford a gym membership? and there she goes again.