4 flights of stairs, twice daily, up and down.
2 flights of stairs extra most days, for getting to and from lunch.
I look at my legs, and I wonder when I got so damn self-conscious about them. I used to wear shorts, tight shorts, short shorts that would be forbidden in school. Now it takes an effort to see past the dark body hair and multiple scars to see the beautiful muscles and strong bones.
What happened, I wonder.