The stair thing is a big one for me, too. Not long ago, if I walked down stairs and had forgotten something upstairs - it had to be pretty darn important if I was going to go back upstairs and get it. More often than not, what ever it was did not justify a return trip. Now I don't even think twice about it. Back upstairs I go. My kids have said that they can't tell it is me going up the stairs anymore. I trot up and down so fast they think it is one of their sisters -- not me. It is amazing how we get more liberated every day with this way of eating.