buns & thighs of steel.
in our old house we have a family renting our basement and we occupy the top floor, and minus the occasional trip to the basement food storage/laundry room, i was a no-stair gal.
here's us today:
equal parts of our lives are lived on each floor, 15 stairs between them. i'm almost always carrying 1-2 human children (a combined weight of 44 pounds) or a box or two. such an amazing work-out! i swear you'll be able to bounce a quarter off my keester by christmas.
i haven't even felt the need to bust out the Physique 57 DVDs (which i swear on the holy bible, are worth every penny and second invested.)
i may or may not be known to take a breather part way up.