![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Oct. 8th, 2003 02:37 pmstretch
On the first day I was exhausted when I reached the fifth floor and clung to the banisters gasping, my face comically red. These days, after a month of climbing, I take the stairs at a run. I can feel my calf muscles stretching and contracting, doing their thing efficiently. They're not supposed to work that well. Inside I'm still the kid picked last for games.
On the first day I was exhausted when I reached the fifth floor and clung to the banisters gasping, my face comically red. These days, after a month of climbing, I take the stairs at a run. I can feel my calf muscles stretching and contracting, doing their thing efficiently. They're not supposed to work that well. Inside I'm still the kid picked last for games.
