Currently, I work on the seventh floor in one of Boston University’s many campus buildings. Never being as physically fit as I’d like “I’m working on it” is typically not far from my thoughts when pondering my fitness. I have, however, since moving tobegun to walk a substantial amount more. It’s simply not practical to drive in this city with parking being as ridiculously priced as it is here one tends to take public transportation and when that fails one walks. A great thing about Boston is that it is a walkable city. Since arriving I have had to invest in some really good shoes to cushion my feet from the hard concrete sidewalks. Sadly, some of my cute heels and sandals are gathering a fine layer of dust as I favor comfort over style. I ride the subway and walk the remaining distance to work each day in sneakers. Most larger city dwellers do.
As I said I’ve never really been all that fit, but that doesn’t stop me from trying to get a little “workout” in on my commute to work and even while at work. Instead of the escalators I climb the steps at subway stations. I use the elevator at work only if I need to go up more than three floors: therefore, only in the morning when I arrive and in the afternoon at quitting time and the occasional outside lunch.
You can see then why it would never fail to amaze me when a healthy able-bodied male or female decides to ride the elevator to ascend to the next floor! What?! Why?! I want to ask every time I see someone get in and push the shiny little button for the next floor. Did they miss the big sign that announces the stairwell? Are they afraid to accelerate their heart-rate? Or perhaps they are afraid they will get lost on the trip up the flight of steps and come out in another dimension or country. I know I am beginning to write silly things, but when you do something silly you should be treated in kind.
Quit being a lazy bum! I once watched the Disney/Pixar film Wall-e with a friend who laughed hysterically at the part where the world’s civilization was obese and riding around on hovering recliners. This post isn’t a plug about obesity I promise I am more worried about the decline of our minds in truth.
I am just saying maybe you should try the stairs.