(Originally posted on 12 October 2007.)
... at work today. I learned that 11 flights is about the limit of how far I can go. By 9 flights I was getting wobbly-kneed, by 10 I wanted to stop but knew there was just one more and I COULD do it...I liked it much better when I was on the 3rd floor.
(Addendum: While going down, I couldn't help but think of those poor souls in the World Trade Center... Who knows but that had I been on the 90th floor, I might have just jumped out a window, too...)
31 October 2007
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