I successfully dragged my backside out of bed this morning so I could get my workout on early. Today was supposed to be a bike day but of course I don't have a bike in Afghanistan and I'd hate to explain to Shantel how I got hit by an IED because I was riding my bike along the road. The Army has promised me a stationary bike but that was back in late July/early August and is probably going to be one of those things that I leave my replacements instead of getting any use out of it myself.
So with that said SFC T and I hit the stairs for an hour, Doc was still sleeping. Stairs? You say. Well if you can come up with a better alternate bike exercise let me know because I've never been a fan of running stairs and that hasn't changed.
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35 Stairs, Yes I counted them. What I didn't count was the times I went up during the 60 minutes we did this. I don't think I want to know.
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