Rocky Moves

Today was the first day that the heat was a bit much during my lunchtime walk/jog. My office walking buddy was here for the second day in a row after being out of commission with a headache for 1/2 of the week. She was quite upset on Wednesday when I told her that not only had I gone walking without her, I had tackled The Stairs. On Mississippi Blvd, past the cancer center but before walking under the bridge there is a set of stairs up into campus. The Stairs are daunting, to say the least. Standing at the bottom of them we looked at each other, debating the pros of tackling them (sense of accomplishment, less general rolypoly-ness) versus the pros of cruising on by (keeping our dignity in front of many med students, less overall sweatiness). I gave her the head nod--and so tackle them we did. On our victorious way back down, one of us (I'm not sure who was the idiot here) said, "That wasn't so bad. Maybe we should do them again." This time, both of us head nodded. Halfway back up between pants I sputtered, "How many stairs do you think there are? It seems like...a lot." "No, not alot," she gasped back confidently. "I'd say more like millions."
At the top we definitely high fived. Walking back down I decided she was right. Much closer to millions.