Every morning I go for a slow jog/brisk walk, following a coastal road along a few beaches and bays. It's very picturesque and a nice walk with some flat bits and a few hills.
However, the quickest way back to the main road and to my house, is up 413 steps.
That's right, 413!
Ugh.
I've been doing this walk for a few months now, and those steps are a fucking bitch. I plod up them slow and steady, taking a wee breather at about 257 LOL.
Well, today was a rather momentous day. I jogged up the steps without stopping!
When I got to the top, I was so pleased with myself, I did a little jig on the spot.
It was my very own Rocky moment.
on a side note, well chosen pic of Rocky in the 'good days' pre-Rocky V & VI. LOL