So here’s the deal. 4 weeks ago, if you had suggested to me to take the stairs from floor 2 to floor 11 in my building I’d have said: “You’re nuts!”.
Fast forward to today. I forgot my water bottle in my car (garage is in another building), so I go out, take a brisk walk (about 5 minutes) to the car and get my bottle and walk back. Back in my building I am brimming with physical energy that wants an outlet. I search for a stairs on the ground floor - there isn’t any. I take the elevator to the second floor and there it was – a beautiful wide and bright stairwell, beckoning me to come up. I literally fly up the stairs and only at about the seventh floor I start noticing that I am a little out of breath. I slow down a little to catch my breath and on I go. All the way to floor 11.
This would have been unthinkable a month ago. Something is happening! Something good!
EDIT:
I can’t get enough of this, I went back down for lunch, all 11 floors. I did take the elevator up though because it would have been a little messy with the food in my hands.
