
I work in the Library at the University I attend. The Library is 3 stories and all the books are on the 2nd and 3rd floor. Well today, a girl asked me if I could help her find a book and of course this book was on the 3rd floor so instead of taking the elevator we walked the 3 flights of stairs. I have NEVER had this happen to me before and today it was so EMBRASSINGby the time i got to the 3rd level i was so out of breath that i couldn't even ask the girl what the call number was, i had to walk away to keep from crying
about being so embrassed because i couldn't breathe or ask her a question. I thought this will never happen to me, i will never be a person that can't climb a flight of stairs without being out breath.I just don't understand how i let myself get to this point. I mean this should be a wake up call right??
Well, if this is a wake up call then if was a horrible one...it was just so mortifying i mean i felt like i could hear her saying "Damn you are FAT" "Cant even work up a flight of stairs" "Must be horrible" I mean she didn't say that but it was like i could hear it
Huff and Puff...yeah just what i want to think about...


If anyone has had a similar experience or could give some advice on how i should handle this i would like to hear it....
Thank you
Crystal

from the street to the house and then the house itself was three stories. The first time I climbed them I had to stop about 5 times to catch my breath and still thought I was going to pass out. We must have walked up and down those stairs 4-5 times a day. By the end of the week I could make it up all 120 steps without stopping and without gasping at the top. 


) and was not even a little out of breath. Didn't have to stop or catch my breath. Small victory, but significant to me. 

