133 steps and J twins

I took out the trash on another grey day

this is the iron grill over the window opening by the chute
in case the rubbish catches fire to draw the smoke out of Merton House.

At the top of the stairs sitting on the tenth floor landing were the unidentical twin teenagers J*** and J*** - escaping from their mother as one often needs to do at this time of year.

so I descended down to the ground floor, and back up (with one flight of seven steps twice to make the 140) instead of stopping to rest I climbed quite slowly to make it non-stop.

So that got me in a sweat and my circulation going.