So I'm gonna try and haul my stomach up 69 flights of stairs for a good cause.
I have done that in practice and should be able to finish in under 30 minutes,
hopefully under 20, but my practice stairs aren't 69 contiguous flights,
so it's hard to tell if I'm really ready.
But the stair monster says I am. It's a big ugly stair stepper and I'm not gonna argue.
Supposedly there's massages at the end of this climb, but I've been reading the fine print and I don't think overweight farting geezers will be first in line. Damn.
At least I made the monetary goal so next year I can do this again. What? Are I crazy? Yah, sure, ya betcha. How else you gonna stay in shape in geezerhood if you don't kill yourself trying!