Sunday, February 7, 2010
Tower Tackled...what was I thinking?
11:37.10AM was my start time. There I was at the bottom of 646 steps and I was going to climb them all! Why? I wasn't quite sure. Ugh - it was go-time. Pathetically, around the 3rd flight of stairs, my legs were already burning and feeling like rubber. Many people had already passed me and I still had 34 flights to go! GRRR... I willed my legs to continue. At the 10th floor, a kind volunteer, handed me a bottle of water. In between my gasps for breath, I think I managed to say "thank you". Flights 10-20 are a bit of a blur. At the 20th floor, I did a little happy dance - in my brain (couldn't expend any energy with a "real" dance) - I was over half way done! Again, a blur until floor 30. I would love to say that I sprinted the remaining 7 flights - but that would be a big fat lie. Somewhere in the last 7 flights, I brilliantly thought that using my hands in a sort-of chimpanzee move, might be a good idea. That proved to not be accurate, because not only did I look ridiculous, but I got an unfortunate head-rush that was not pleasant. BUT, I did finish - and finishing was my goal. 11 minutes, 53.7 seconds of...agony, persistence, and a bit of pride. Certainly not a record setting pace - the top female finished in 4:56.9 (I believe her name was Speedy). But, nonetheless, I feel good about doing it. Will I do it again...?
"Reply hazy, ask again later."