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TIFU by underestimating 22 flights of stairs

The elevators were crowded coz quite a few were being fixed so there was a super long line but I was also late AF so I thought to myself, the stairs must be faster so I chose to go up. I needed to get to floor 22.

Im honestly not athletic at all but I've been working out moderately to lose some weight plus I walk a lot so my legs are pretty strong so I subconsciously challenged myself to go from ground floor to floor 22 one time no breaks.

I start and it's all good, I have my airpod in (singular) and the music is pumping, in 3 minutes I'm on the 8th floor I'm thinking it's not that hard so far I can do this. I get to floor 11 and all hell breaks loose my legs are hurting, I'm drowning in sweat, my thighs are clashing it is not what I thought it would be. I'm thinking of stopping but I can't (I don't know how to explain it other than it being like the "step on a crack break your mama's back" thing kids do. It's wierd but I just couldn't back down)

So I keep going, I'm huffing and puffing like a wolf around a straw house and then I see it. 2 guys, probably a few years younger than me. I can't let these random people see me struggling (high-school kids are mean) so I wipe myself down and try to act a normaly as possible, I try to control my breathing so I'm not panting like a pig. I manage to pass them but that was like salt in the wound.

In the end I made it up and damn near collapsed on the stairs. I regret my decision, I regret my stubbornness. I was a fool, nay, I am a fool. I still had to work out today too coz my rest day was yesterday and coincidentally today was my semi-leg day so that hurt.

I'm now in bed getting ready to sleep, everything is sore, everything hurts. Never again.

TL:DR - I went up 22 flights of stairs at once coz I'm an idiot and now everything hurts : )

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