I squeezed in a midday workout today. One of my morning errands was taking our insurance check by and our agent is on the 9th floor.
I went all the way to the 10th floor, came back down, and repeated the process. In street clothes.
Now I'll readily admit this pales in comparison to running the stairs in the Williams Center or running the Incline in Manatou Springs, but having only an extra 10 minutes, I was satisfied with the feat. Besides, who wants to see a salesman with sweaty armpits?
And with the "extra" 5 minutes, I rewarded myself to some store-bought coffee.
I went all the way to the 10th floor, came back down, and repeated the process. In street clothes.
Now I'll readily admit this pales in comparison to running the stairs in the Williams Center or running the Incline in Manatou Springs, but having only an extra 10 minutes, I was satisfied with the feat. Besides, who wants to see a salesman with sweaty armpits?
And with the "extra" 5 minutes, I rewarded myself to some store-bought coffee.
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