What have I done to myself?
My bones ache. My muscles ache. My head is spinning.
I must finish this. I must do it.
I will do it. I hope.
Today I climbed 50 floors at work. Our building is 50 floors tall. It’s actually a misnomer, because there are a few extra floors that have heating/AC equipment and other electrical stuff. So it’s probably closer to 54 floors tall. But still. I climbed it. I’ve done it twice now.
But it’s still not enough. I need to climb 95 floors at the Hancock Center.
Good God, I must be mad.
But doggone it, I’m gonna do it.
I’ve raised $720 so far. I still need to raise $280 to meet my $1,000 goal.
The event is this Sunday. I have to be there at 7 in the morning. And I am SO not a morning person.
When I think of my mom, and all of the people who suffer from lung disease, and all of those who have died of lung diseases…
It makes it all worth it.
Meanwhile, my training hits fever pitch this week. I fully intend on climbing my building TWICE in a row by Friday. Even if it kills me. And it just might.
Until then, me and my aching body are going to bed.