extra treacherous
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Halifax, 2004.05.28
This week I've been trying to add some physical exercise to my routine.
In specific, I've taken the stairs up and down the 9 flights at the office. Except for one time when the stairs were locked (because it was—gasp—after 18:00!) I only took the elevators one time.
I'd tried to do the same in the building I live in, but the stairs are Extra Treacherous, and after falling twice I decided to give up on them.