Working out in high heels

Well, it is not really that much of a workout, this climbing stairs to the fourth floor to get to work. But it is some. It is better than doing nothing. And it all started, not because I resolved to begin working out or be super active even when I am at work or get in shape and all that good stuff. I always have that on the plan, and mind you, we are still in February. So, if at all I had made such a New Year’s resolution, maybe I ain’t doing that bad. Not yet. Because, I climb stairs and donned in high heels at that!

So, the reason it went that way was because I routinely got stamped on and elbowed quite a few times taking the elevator up the stairs to work. We have these three exquisite elevators that run up and down some fifteen floors and a couple of basement parking floors. Each of them is as roomy a as rat hole and on an average a dozen people get in to traverse themselves up and down. So the stamping and elbowing and sweaty smell and the sounds of breathing and your face getting coughed on are all quite common. Oh, and I should mention that of the dozen or so people in there, one of them is the “Lift Operator.” Why can’t we operate the lifts ourselves? Apparently, you need a PhD in elevator science to do that. But the real reason I take the stairs is because these elevators operate both ways at the same time which is atmostly inefficient! Allow me to explain. If the elevator just chugged in from the basement to the first floor (or ground floor), and you got in and requested the operator to take you to floor 4, and someone else who freshly came into the parking lot summoned this exquisite vehicle at the same time, you thump down to fetch them. Yes, you don’t go up, you go down. And this pattern repeats until the basement is clear of fresh summons or the other two rat-hole-chariots go down to get them. So, you will be quick to notice that this trip takes nearly ten minutes or more to go up to floor 4. Painful! And climbing up the stairs takes me a flat one-and-a-half minutes!

But all is well that ends well. I get to burn a couple of calories this way! Now that I do it, I hardly even look at the elevators. Better yet, the time I take to climb up is slowly coming down! Now, that is a gooood feeling!