…and what a hustle it was!
A big thank you to everyone who provided tips, advice and well wishes on yesterday’s post. Our journey up 94 stories was truly an adventure, and I’m happy to say that not only did we make it – we can’t wait to do it again!
We arrived at Hustle Up the Hancock around noon and snapped a quick “before” picture outside.
Then we met up with Bobby’s co-workers. The event organizers snapped a team picture for us and before we knew it, we were off to the stairwell to begin our 1:00 pm start time.
The climb itself was incredible. Bobby and I made the decision to go at our own paces and meet each other at the top. My strategy was “slow and steady,” with plenty of motivating music to keep me going.
After the first 10 flights, I told myself I would simply – ha! – have to repeat that 8 more times. Visualization really did help, however, and I found myself on floor 50 in what felt like no time at all. This is great!, I thought.
That’s when things really started heating up and I realized I was dripping with sweat. They did a nice job venting the stairwell every few floors, but it was still pretty steamy in there. I took several deep breaths in an attempt to make my lungs stop burning.
The most interesting part of the climb, I think, was how tall the steps were. In our apartment building, the steps are shorter and there are more of them on each level. At the Hancock tower, there are less steps but each one requires a higher leg left. I actually preferred the latter mentally, since it felt like there were fewer steps to “conquer” on each floor.
Fortunately, I breathed through the burning lungs and felt that I was still able to keep my same pace. The cheers from volunteers on almost every level also really helped lift my spirits. I found that I was passing several people near the top and was happy to come out at the finish line to an excited crowd, handshakes and pats on the back.
Looking back on it, I can’t believe we scaled this thing. But we did!
There was a lot of confusion about my official time. I originally tweeted a little over 13 minutes, which turned out to be extremely overambitious. I was confused by the clock at the finish line, which I thought was ticking away seconds and read 13:18. Apparently I was delirious.
In reality, the clock was military time, and I finished at 1:18 pm. Whoops!
When I went to check my official time online, I clocked in at 20:13. A little slower than I envisioned but still a time that I am very proud of and excited to share! Bobby finished in 17:33 – although if you look at the official times link, that time will be next to my name, since we accidentally switched bibs at home and didn’t realize it until afterward. Double whoops!
Bobby said that when he went through the finish line, they announced my name, which is when he realized what had happened.
This secretly makes me happy. I suppose I could have pretended that I really did beat him, but what can I say? Too honest with all of you for my own good. 😉
And no matter what, taking 20 minutes to climb 1,632 steps was by far the best workout and most fun I have had since I ran my half-marathon. I can’t wait for the next fitness adventure!
The only question now is, what should the next one be?
So tell me, what’s your next big fitness adventure?