Halfway through my practice, a couple of trucks bearing sand and soil, came to the ground and started dumping them near me. I had to escape the dust and fumes, and abandoned the training.

(An Indian truck looks like this; pic source- from here)
But the disquiet of an incomplete session did not leave me as I proceeded home.

I live on the sixth floor of a building in Kolkata. As a routine, I never use the elevator, as part of my NEAT principle (check out the link).
Today, I decided to make a workout of my return home from the ground floor.
I walked to the floor above with one kettlebell (Kali- the 25 kg bell), ran down and brought back the other one (Sita- the 17 kg). Then I ran all the way down to the ground floor and back up. Now I had to carry one bell to the next floor, run down to two floors below, bring the other bell back, and then run down all the way to the ground floor and back. In other words, whenever both bells were on one floor, I had to run down to the ground floor and back up.
So, to put both bells up from, say the 3rd to the 4th floor, I carried one bell up straight from the 3rd to the 4th, ran back to the 2nd floor, sprinted up (two stairs at a time) to the bell at the 3rd floor, and carried it up to its partner in the the 4th floor. For the next round, I would start by going down to the ground floor and sprinting up all over again.
I calculated the floors and steps run in the few minutes of this workout:
1st- 2
2nd- 3
3rd- 6
4th- 7
5th- 8
6th- 9
TOTAL—35 floors
18 steps per floor—630 total steps up.
I am not calculating the steps run down.
At the end of it, my legs were saying, “PLEASE!!”
I was happy. No excuses training. That is what I want. So, the next time I take 3 kettlebells out, I know I would love the return of the kettlebells home.