The Stairs

It seems the perfect time of year, coming into Halloween weekend to bring up my biggest fear and arch nemesis.................. STAIRS......... duuunnn duunnn dduuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! **hold that 3rd note for an inappropriate length of time. Its just funnier that way**

I hate stairs!!!! I know I was saying earlier that hate is such a strong word, but make no mistake. I HATE stairs. It's pretty much completely unfounded. I have no idea why. I don't even have a gruesome story about how I once fell down 3 flights of concrete stairs causing my rib to pierce through my flesh and my foot to turn around backwards. Nothing like that! It comes from a serious lack of trust. Stairs broke my grandmas arm, stairs smashed in my dads head and dislocated his shoulder (2 different sets), stairs nearly claimed Linds' life in Vegas and have taken Marnie 2.5 times - THAT I KNOW OF!! And one of those times was in my own house!! - and now that I'm thinking of it that same set took Dion for about the first month he lived there and have taken his cousin once too. They can NOT be trusted.

Somewhere along the line it turned from the above reasons for hatred - to the simple fact I was too lazy to want to use them anymore. Getting up a flight caused me to lose my breath. I would collect things at the top of the stairs to ensure I would only have to make one trip down them. I would go with out something that I wanted - ie) a hoodie from my bedroom because the house was chilly - so that I didn't have to climb them. I would sit and secretly hope that Dion would have to go and grab something then I'd ask him ever so nicely if he wouldn't mind grabbing it for me. GAWWDD it sounds so pathetic now that I am saying it 'out loud'... but that's where I got myself, thats how far gone.

Now when you are working out at home an excellent source of cardio if you are lacking equipment is the stairs. Elaine has made me run up and down the stairs so many times!! ha ha! I was NOT about to tell her that I was "afraid of stairs" and try to use it for a reason to get out of it. I didn't want her to know that I was actually nervous about taking them 2 by 2 because I was certain they were going to reach out and grab my big toe and haul me down... I'd just rather work on it... which I have been, and I am getting there. Now when I realize (just hitting downstairs) that I have forgotten something upstairs I gladly turn around and hop right on back up there - arms a swingin - and the whole bit. Can't hurt to burn a couple extra calories right?? My opinion is definitely altering slowly but surely... I'm still nervous about the 2 x 2's but its on my list!! Those damn stairs still have not gained my full trust and I doubt they ever will - but at least I'm back to just being afraid of them and not being too lazy to use them!!