Dayum. I might have climbed the staircase in that spire to get a spectacular view of Paris with my Dad back in 1986. I had to climb around 500 steps to get there, if I recall correctly. But I was 19 and a lightweight back then, so the climb hardly tired me.
I was 27 and did stair master 1 hour a day
Didn’t faze me a bit
I have to learn to outrun my fork these days...