Deep, wracking sobs, with every upward step I take. This morning, I actually didn't want to get off the bus, because it would mean going to my building, which would mean taking the stairs. I was having a "Monster at the End of this Book" moment, where every page led inexorably to the dreaded monster, e.g. stairwell.
But I survived my first 12-flight run. It was really more like a crawl, I think. You'll see that I put a little exercise tracker at the top of the blog. My plan is up and down 12 flights, six times a day, or 2880 stairs per day. Plus, I have a sneaky challenge in there, in that November actually includes three holidays for me, so stair climbs for those days will have to be distributed over the remaining days. I set the dates from 10/31 - 12/2. It wasn't too hard to work in the six runs a day, with getting to and from the office, lunch, tea breaks. Both days I had to force in one extra run in order to make it work - one run just for the sake of getting it done.
Today will be a challenge because I'm out of the office for a seminar from 10-3-ish. That means I'm going to really have to push it to get these stair climbs in today!
Anyway, yesterday I was all reveling in my new-found stair bad-assery. This morning, my legs are weary and I am a little less gleeful about my plan, haha. But let's git er done!