don't forget your second wind
i work for a large company [it's a household name]. people do wierd things here. probably because they work out of a 7' x 8' box all day for years on end [till they get laid off, that is]. like, just now, for instance, i was passed in the stairwell by what appeared to be an avid hiker [and when i say hiker, i mean beige shorts, brown-colored socks, hiking boots, funny hat, oh, and a lashed-down rucksack that would make a packmule quiver. he looked like this guy]. i stop and perform what's classically known as a "doubletake". "why, yes, it was an outdoor tour guide that just passed me. how odd". as i round the last step, i glance upward to see mr.rei rhythmically trekking back down the corridor one step at a time. i should have asked him how many trips he was planning to make up and down our three flights of stairs, but i didn't. guess i'll never know. i have to wonder to myself, though, what he was thinking about while running up and down the stairwell of our corporate office in full-on yosemite gear, cuz i'm sure it wasn't, "man, i look like a complete moron". Matt @ 1:16 PM