Last night was my “cross training” night.
My boyfriend Ryan and I planned on running up the stairs in his apartment building. I was excited because my big Climb to the Top race is fast approaching. February 27th is the day my knees will not be happy.
So last night… First I want to say that I had never before run stairs in my life. I did not know what torture I had signed myself up for. Running up stairs is one of the hardest workouts I have ever done. EVER.
When I read over the race information it said running up the 66 flights of stairs is like running a 5K. 3.25 miles. I can do that. Easy. Well, running on the ground and running up stairs are two entirely different things.
We ran up ten flights of stairs four times. I was dying. I have to run up 66… HOW AM I GOING TO DO IT?
Tonight my training calendar says run four miles. I will not be doing that. I will be running up the stairs of my apartment building. I don’t want to pass out in the stairwell of Rockefeller Center… imagine? My god. I really had no idea how difficult this was going to be.