Thursday, December 18, 2008

SCOOTEE-POOTIN: The first ride, inside that is.

Whir, whir, whir, whir went the rotor. Round and round went the pedals. The gears adjusted to give about the right amount of resistance. The allowed five minutes flew by. I get to do that four times today.

On my upcoming cross country ride I need to ride an average of 270 minutes, 4 1/2 hours, a day. I'm a long way from there but I've started. I'm excited!

Two young men carried my trike and the trainer from the garage to my office late last night. I'm not even supposed to lift a carton of milk or move a chair. Vince, the therapist treating me for my pinched disc, said I could start riding 5 minutes at a time, four times a day.

I was so excited that I woke up at 3:30 this morning. Took a shower, did my stretches--I haven't been allowed to do that until now and that is what keeps me moving--fixed Julie a great breakfast and started spinning the pedals at 6:40AM. I can't wait for the next time about noon.

Life is good!

An old Irish Toast: May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty!

God Bless!

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