I have participated in a fundraiser for three years now. It raises money for the American Lung Association. It involves climbing the stairwell of a tall building. 29 stories. No, really, 29 stories. It only takes a few minutes but it's so challenging. As long as I have done it, it is has been on Saturdays. For some reason I had it in my head this year that it was Sunday. I have no idea why, but Sunday was firmly ingrained in my head, even though the emails this week stated "latest info for
SATURDAY", as if the director was speaking directly to me. Yesterday, my son asked me if the climb was today, "no", I said, "it's Sunday". I received a text last night asking if the climb was today, again I said it was Sunday. The reply indicated that another person was doing a climb on Saturday and were there two climbs? Uh oh. So I went back into my emails and looked closely to find that yes, indeed, it was Saturday and not Sunday. DOH!! So I reset the planning switch to 12 hours instead of 36 and was geared up. Somehow we had an early start time and the climb went very quickly. I was relaxed about it this year, no running, no two stairs at a time, just climb one at a time and get to the top. I took a few breaks to stretch and take pictures, this was more about the experience than a race to me, and I had fun.
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| You know that's right |
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Wait! I wasn't supposed to go until 9:40!!
Then again, I thought it wasn't for another 24 hours, so what's four more minutes? |
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| That's a long way down |
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| Three more floors |
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| My favorite part of the day, the sweaty smelly ride down to home base |
