Not a Baby Step

You know the bit about physical recovery coming in "baby steps?" It's mostly true. Every inch of my range of motion has been painful and slow. Going from barely being able to move my foot to moving my dead leg from the bed to the floor to walking with a cane to walking unassisted has been slow (8 weeks yesterday) and frustrating.

However, this event was nothing short of instant gratification. No, I didn't go anywhere. I didn't even start the bike. But swinging a leg over the WR is an accomplishment and it was effortless. This was the first confirmation I've had that I'll be riding this spring. If I can get on this bike, I can ride it.

My wife took this picture Saturday. Since then, I've been walking 2.5-3.5 miles a day and/or cranking the stationary bicycle for 30 minutes. Nothing like a goal to provide motivation.