Walking up and down stairs is difficult for me. Why? you might wonder. I am a perfectly healthy 28-year old, stairs shouldn’t give me any problems. It’s true that I don’t have the best knees or ankles, but that’s not where the trouble lies.
I seem to suffer from a compulsion to run up and down stairs. I don’t know why I do it. But when I’m at home and have to get from one floor to another, I do it at a run. I even run up my front steps on occasion.
I don’t know how long I’ve been a stair runner. It’s only recently that I’ve even noticed that I do it. I run up the stairs. I run down the stairs. It certainly doesn’t seem like a safe habit, but the times I’ve slipped or almost slipped on my stairs are when I was taking them at a nice, normal pace.
I don’t do it in the mornings, when I’m groggy and don’t have my glasses on. I don’t do it when I’m carrying large loads. I don’t do it when I’m carrying a kitty.
Other than that, though, if you hear the sound of stampeding elephants … that’s just me goin’ upstairs.