This morning was the first day on my stair routine since I broke my foot in October. I decided to do the stairs that reside RIGHT next to me as I haven’t been able to set foot on my “own” beach in months. What a special treat . . . until I feel it tomorrow, that is.
156 stairs, Table Rock Beach. Not as steep as “1,000 Steps” where everyone seems to prefer to do stairs, but a crazy configuration of concrete and wood, with hairpin turns near the sand.
Notice, I wrote “on my stair routine” instead of “running my stairs.” Sigh. This is going to be a bit of a challenge getting back into full stair-running shape!