Friday, June 09, 2006
You know you're out of shape when...
Few things say “you’re out of shape” more loudly than screaming calf muscles the day after a fire drill.
It’s sad really. Two days ago my office building had a fire drill. We all had to shuffle over to the stairwell and head down to the ground floor. Well I’m up on the 13th floor, so I got to circle around those steps 13 times before reaching the bottom. It felt fine while I was doing it. I felt fine after going home later that day as well.
But the next day… man. Both calf muscles were soooo sore. I couldn’t race around at my usual breakneck walking speed (I’m very impatient to get to where I’m going). I had to plod along like a Clydesdale horse. Plod, ouch. Plod, ouch. This is much worse than last year’s fire drill. I was only a little bit sore then. This year, I’ve been so lax. Lazy. Inactive.
I gotta make myself get out more. I talk a good talk, even started a health blog. But physical activity is really something I need to work harder on. I am soooo out of shape. It’s two days after the fire drill and I’m still sore. I’ll likely still be sore tomorrow. But I’m still thankful it was only 13 floors. I can’t imagine working downtown in the high-rises and having to descend down 60 flights of stairs! Eek.