Or stairs in buildings. I don’t want my coworkers judging how out of shape I am.

I can relate to this especially this past week visiting Yellowstone National Park. I climb a category 2 mountain and felt like I was dying when I reached the top. But dam it was worth it.

I also try to breath normally and silently when bypassing someone while jogging, just before I am dying from lack of oxygen and failing back into panting.

Nah, I just run up that hill and make fun of all the fat kids.

No really! If I were to stop running, people would hear my wheezing breath. Can’t have that.

And if you only could
You’d make a deal with God