The Joys of Upright Mobility

Today is Valentine's Day. While many others celebrate their love for one another, I am celebrating my love of the fact that I can walk again.

I was in a splint, and either on crutches or a cane, for exactly ninety days after I dumped my motorcycle. Today, instead of the splint, I put on a firm Ace brace. For the first time since this mishap, I pulled on both motorcycle boots. I grabbed the cane just for good measure.

I stood from a chair and took a step. One of two things would happen: I'd either collapse to the floor, or I'd keep walking.

I walked.

I'm being very careful. I have yet to test the boundaries of this amazing, newfound ability. I walked to the end of a hall and back (using the cane), and now my ankle's letting me know it wasn't really crazy about that. So I have to take it slow.

But all things worth doing involve a building process, whether a career, a company, a relationship... or just recovering from an accident. Every day another brick goes in, until one day the house and done and we get to move in to situations of our own creation. In my case, it's building Samurai MK and working toward the day I can remount my motorcycle.