Day 29: Stairmaster

One might think that my thin frame is the result of strict dieting and daily aerobic workout... not so much. I have a fast metabolism, but have realized that the older I get, the more it slows down.

There was this awful 2-3 week period at work, where the elevators in the garage were broken. I was forced to use the stairs to get from floor H to floor B and back twice a week when I was in the Hartford office. It was dreadful. Luckily, the elevators in the building worked. I literally jumped for joy when I got to work one day, and saw that the "Elevators Broken" sign was taken down. After seeing that, I knew it was going to be a good day. But, I really need to stop being so lazy. I need to make a conscious effort to change the little things, hopefully resulting in a bigger and better change.

So, when I went over to Hartford this afternoon for our clinical meeting, I chose to use the stairs. Going down the stairs in the garage wasn't the issue; it was climbing the stairs to get to the office that sucked. As I reached the 4th floor, the elevator doors opened and a woman held the door, asking me if I was getting in. After seeing and hearing me huff and puff, she exclaimed, "Oh, I guess you just came up!" I was slightly embarrassed at how out of shape I must've seemed to this woman. One of these days, I fully intend on making it up all the stairs without breaking a sweat.