I'm working in London at the moment and on my way to Paddington station from the Bakerloo line, there's always a massive crowd of people trying to squeeze onto the single up escalator. I climb the central staircase, which only takes a couple of minutes, with my luggage bag. I often get to the top before the people at the rear of the escalator crowd!. OK, it's a bit of a climb, but good cardio
.
I have a good friend of mine, whom I once rented a room from, who has raised being lazy to a Zen level. He'll get the lift to the
first floor of a building while I take the stairs. This also applies going
down from the first floor. I often have to wait for him as I get there while he's waiting for the lift. He once popped out to get some milk from the corner shop in his car - only 100 yards away
. He did own a bicycle and left it outside in his back garden. Ages later, I went round to see him and was amazed to see the bike in the rear garden, quietly rusting away with a large shrub growing up
through it
. It was almost impossible to get the bike out without cutting the shrub down to ground level. It had actually grown through the wheels and engulfed the bike!.