There are 32 stairs from the entrance of my apartment to the parking lot outside my building. 4 flights, 8 per flight. I know this because I counted. I counted while I filled the SUV we rented, over and over and over. 3 trips to the new place with all the stuff we won't use in the next 2 weeks. I have no idea why we have 3 SUV's full of stuff we don't use, or why we are moving it. That's a question for my wife.
My body held up surprisingly well. I prepped for today like I would a contest. Huge meal last night followed by about an hour of mobility work. Full night's sleep, another huge meal for breakfast, and a hot bath to get everything warmed up. Started with the weights I don't use, finished with the lightest things I could find. By the final bits of load 3, I was unable to stop my hands from shaking with exhaustion. I am amazed by the guys that do this for a living.
I ended the evening with another big meal and another hour of mobility work. Everything is tired, but nothing is injured. I cannot believe I neglected mobility work for so long. It takes so little time and effort to make such a huge difference in how I feel. I bet I cut 1-2 days off the amount of rest I'll need from today's work. I'm going to take it easy tomorrow and hope to be in the gym on Monday. Life is good.