Just went from B1 to the 20th floor in my building. Wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I think once you're past the 10th floor, your heart and lungs and legs give up fighting and decide, "Okay, I guess we're in it for the long haul," and everything becomes easier after that. Honestly, it's the first five floors that are hell because several of those floors are double-sized. After you conquer that hurdle, you acquire a rhythm: every floor after the fifth is connected by only two flights of nine steps each. I walk slowly; the journey to the 20th floor took seven minutes, which is almost three floors per minute (assuming equally sized floors all the way up, of course). What's funny is how different muscles are activated by different climbs. When I'm walking up a steep hill, I can feel the effort in a long chain from my legs to my glutes to my core. On the stairs, I feel nothing in my glutes or core, and everything in my upper legs. I've also noticed that the moment I start breaking into a sweat has changed: I used to start sweating around the 5th floor, but now I start around the 10th. This is getting easier.
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