Days never go quite as you had planned. Today was one of those that gets completely thrown off... I was scheduled down to the minute on where I had to be and when, including inhaling a sandwich in the car for lunch on my way to a client. With a 6:30 flight to LA, I didn't have much time spare.
So when the fire alarm went off in the middle of a conference call, I knew I was in for it. You see, I work on the 25th floor of an office building. And when the fire alarm goes off, guess what becomes non-functional, elevators. And guess who was not about to walk down 25 flights of stairs. Yep, that's me!
Over the summer, they were working on the elevators in the garage where I go to the gym and the elevators worked on my way up to the 10th floor, but were out of service by the time I was ready to leave. So I had to go down 10 flights of stairs and I was almost in tears by the time I got to the bottom.
My knees aren't in the best shape. My quads couldn't take stairs and a marathon on the same weekend. Instead I walked down 3 flights of stairs and resigned myself to potentially dying in a fire in the 22nd floor. Fortunately it was only a drill and my life and my knees were saved!
Lucky for me it all ended with a cookie cake from my team! Having their support means so much to me! Plus, I have carbo loading material for the plane!
Miles logged: 0.0