The Stairwell of Caloric Death.
March 10th, 2016
I'm about to become intimately familiar with these once again.
The ill-used stairwell near our corner of the building, it only occasionally sees use at work. This happens mostly while the place is otherwise quiet, and, you know, someone feels the need to slam the door to 'wake us up'. Because I'm totally not working ridiculous shifts just to keep our product rolling out the door or anything, no sir. I'm simply spending all day sleeping.
Anyway. The reason I need to start tromping up and down the stairs anew on at least one break each day is because my weight loss has stalled somewhat. Part of this is probably due to a few incidents last weekend, one involving homemade enchiladas and a Chinese buffet where I apparently took that 'all you can eat' sign as something of a challenge. But still.
In order to jumpstart my progress, I need to probably move around a bit more. I usually do get a lot of motion in while working, mostly tromping around from one half of the building to another to do my job, but more is required. More! Thus, I'll probably be squeezed even harder to issue forth daily ramblings, but I'll keep on that as well. Because frankly, I'm enjoying it.
Though I imagine my coworkers wouldn't if they knew about this site.