Still Stair Climbing

Was quite busy yesterday evening. Had to go run an errand at about 9pm but before that and just after washing up the dinner dishes, I put on my exercise gear and ran up my block. I realised I had reached the 8th storey before I actually started panting. Was pleasantly surprised. I stopped running and just walked up the balance of the 6 storeys. Then it was all the way down. Walking, not running, ok. I buy running shoes bigger than my actual foot size because I don't like tight shoes so I'm not about to trip down the stairs.

I saw that it had taken me 10 minutes this time to go up and down, so I went up again. Could still manage to run (or maybe it's more like prance) up some stories before I stopped at 7th storey. Then I decided 14 plus 7 being 21 was enough storeys to stair climb for one night. Worked up a good sweat and my heart was pumping furiously. I would have liked to cross over to the park for a short walk / run but I had the errand to run.

Here's my observation. Between my last stair climbing and last night's, I hadn't managed to exercise because the first stair climbing had left my calves aching! (much like the after effects of school 2.4km runs) I had decided to rest till they no longer hurt before starting again last night. That's the beauty of this self exercise regime. No hard and fast rules. No gimmicks. No hard selling tactics. No supplements. No fees. Free and freedom. I exercise when I want or need to.

Well, skipping the runs, together with 2 days' worth of chicken rice and char siew/ roast pork rice lunches, I had in fact gained a bit of weight. So, eating 'normally' and not exercising = gaining back some weight. But it wasn't a scary weight. It was still lower than before I had started exercising. That's good news, right?

I came home from running my errand and then hubs came home. I think he was a little jealous that I'd gone stair climbing without him (hee hee), so he went! Asked me if I wanted to join him again. Actually, I would have gone again, as I wasn't feeling tired at all but for the fact that I had already taken my bath. Was too lazy to go climb and then bathe again. Told him to go ahead while I went space out on bed.

Speaking of spacing out. I'm doing a lot of that lately. Just lying on the bed doing NOTHING. Not thinking. Not doing anything. Not sleeping either. Feels quite good actually but it doesn't last. Something will float into my mind and break the blankness. If you're female, you should try that one day. Just think of nothing. I heard guys do it all the time : P