The Great American Stair Challenge

Will Seidel is on a quest to become a physical Renaissance man of sorts.  He declared to me today that he aims to master the impossible triad of athletic achievements no man before him (except maybe a fit basketball player) has accomplished:  1) Run fast, 2) Bench press something-something, and 3) Slam dunk a basketball.  Somebody should remind Will that the Harlem Globetrotters aren't based in Brooklyn and furthermore, that the Harlem Globetrotters are too old to run fast.  Let Will be reminded that any conversations he has with me, online or otherwise, are now fair game as Syracuse Mile material now that I read his flattering comment from about 3 months ago bemoaning the fact that I hadn't updated my blog in five days.  My cited reason:  Droolwork.

With that, I turn your attention to a more realistic if not more emetic physical goal.  Today, after our outdoor run, Mike and I ran the 24 flights of stairs in Jefferson Tower, a dizzying cascade of hair pin turns and elevation changes coming at 8 steps at a time.  I did not time myself, but I am making this bold prediction to you four people who read my blog:  In one month's time, I will run said stairs from the basement to the roof in under two minutes.  Then I will slam dunk a basketball right into Will's grill while my balls brush over his forehead.  Brutal abuse for no reason at all!

(This post has been a test of audience response rate via the Blogger comment feature, which I find to be heavily under-utilized.  The embarrassingly inaccurate and self-promoting link posted above should be more than enough fodder even if you don't think abuse warrants a typed defense.)