The object of this death march fundraiser is to climb 45 stories of stairs or 804 steps. All at once. In the same, er, standing, or whatever. Yeah. I KNOW. Dumb, right? Exceedingly so when you consider the fact that there are like, six perfectly functioning elevators in the building that can take a person directly to the 45th floor in less than two minutes.
Well, it was really much harder than I thought. They told me we did it in approximately 12 minutes, which I figured was pretty good, considering my age, relatively poor physical condition and general sloth-like nature. Then again, there are nutters that can do this thing in four minutes, or cow suits, or full fireman's gear. I don't know what kind of shape a specimen has to be in to do that in four minutes, but I do know that I'll likely never be loony enough to find out for myself.
To double the pleasure, I roped Mollie into this little scheme of mine. Hey - it's all for a good cause, right? So, on with the pix:
As I'd said, the boy thoroughly enjoyed the experience.
Sorry, forgot to re-orient this one:
As you can see below, he really did everything he could to avoid the whole process:
And there you have it. Thank you, Megan for the beautiful photography!
Colin with the "everybody gets a medal" medal I was awarded for my yeoman's effort.
And to make my achievement seem all the more insignificant, here's the nutter who did the climb in the cow suit. So my plan for next year will be to do the climb with an anvil strapped to my neck. While wearing a cow suit, natch. Again, it's all for charity.
Bonus Olive picture, by request.
Doesn't he just look BORED?
I've reduced myself to trying to get smiles out of the kid so as to have something to post on the blog. I'm trying to turn my kid into a trained monkey for the sake of his own blog.
At least he's sort of in on the joke.
After so much flash, he just reflexively shuts the peepers. Can't say as I blame him.
So, yeah - we got hit with our annual blizzard on the 27th / 28th of January. The first one was 8 to 12 inches. The second one (BONUS!), last week as about the same. Typical Southern Ohio blizzards - we get our butts kicked for a day or two and then the sun is out and all the snow's gone within three days. Truly odd. I guess this proves that Global Warming is fake. Or something. TAKE THAT, AL GORE!!
These were taken at the height of the blizzard.
So there you have it. No more football going on, my beloved Hurricanes are in the early parts of their annual plummet out of playoff contention, pitchers and catchers are just reporting to spring training. NOTHING GOING ON. On the plus side, the Buckeyes had another top 5 rated recruiting class. So they should only lose to USC by 10 in '09, and take some SEC / Big 12 team to overtime in the annual bowl loss. 
