Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Down Up Down... Up
It all started with me getting tired of waiting for the elevator to travel from the first floor, up five floors and then stop for anyone getting on or off a different floor. I decided to start taking the stairs every time Charlie wanted something. As I was taking the stairs, I noticed how out of shape and out of breath I had become. I haven't been able to take my daily walks or go to my swim class lately and I feel it is starting to get to me physically, as well as emotionally. I really enjoyed my exercise routine I had going and I felt it had not only helped me to relieve stress but it also helped me with my depression. Taking the stairs makes me feel like I have some control in my life!
I have noticed the Doctors also take the stairs... it is good to see that they are practicing what they preach.
*note ~ I had to giggle... when I was leaving the hospital, I noticed a security guard watching a screen with multiple windows showing every room of the hospital and one of the windows were of the stairs. It occured to me that he might have seen me taking pictures of the stairs. LOL! The security guard must have thought, 'What is that lady doing? CrAzY!'