Crazy thoughts I've been to Paris three times.  First time my dad and I walked up the Eiffel tower.  The second time I went to Euro Disney.  (My dad was Army stationed in Germany.)  The last time I went with the rec center (Same summer as the last) and a group of us walked up the Eiffel Tower.  Okay, the last time we didn't really walk, we ran.  How did we do this?  We were the only ones on the stairs. My dad taught me to be in shape without even trying.  He ran track until he was in his 40s and always parked far as fuck away from anything.  Now I always park far away just because I know there is a space (if there is a really nice car parked far away I like to park next to it).  I had jury duty last summer and went looking for the stairs... no stairs only escalators. Last one, back when I was in college I had a class on the second floor.  One day I take the stairs and trying to go to class.  I walk in and don't recognize anyone.  Ask about it and realize that I had walked up to the third floor like it was nothing.  I may be dumb but I'm not lazy.