Taking the stairs covers distance, just not in the way we often measure it. It’s not about how far, but how high.

It’s good for the heart and the mind too. You huff, puff, and pant—and then you remind yourself, this is part of the deal.

Because climbing anything takes effort. But the key word is climbing. It means you’re going up, defying gravity, one step at a time. That sets it apart.

I’ve been choosing stairs over elevators lately. There’s something about moving at my own pace that feels right.

What’s your take?