The workday ends and you’re outta the office Fred Flintstone-style — “Yabba dabba doo!” — only to be smacked in the face by a line of brake lights snaking along I-95 as far as the eye can see. Gridlock is a bitch, and it can directly affect your health. Don’t believe us? Watch how your palms sweat as you sit in your hot-ass car waiting for some sign of movement. Feel how your heart pumps harder as that jerkface cuts you off in the merge lane, as if he’s more important than you. And are those flashing cop lights... More >>>