The clerk was quite helpful and answered all my questions. He was certain that I was ready to go up five pounds and I tried out a variety of weights and decided that he was right. It would be hard work, but I think I can handle the larger step. After the purchase he smiled at me and predicted, with certainty, that I’d be back soon needing another five.
So, I know this is kind of a boring post and not a particularly inspiring or interesting tale.
Shopping for weights is not what I’m writing about.
Tomorrow I have to go to a senior team meeting at a location where I’ve been before. Because we are leaving on a road trip, to Atlanta first where I’ll do the keynote at the National Alliance for Direct Support Professionals second annual conference and from there to Florida for a wee bit of a holiday. So, while Joe would normally stay with me to assist me at the venue tomorrow, it’s a long push to the washroom, he won’t be able to stay. He’ll be coming home to get the wheelchair van we are renting and pack it up. Then he’ll come to get me.
You know what?
I’m not worried. I know I will have the strength and the stamina to push myself all over the venue, completely unassisted. I’ve been working to have stronger arms and to have more stamina when getting myself around.
So, boring or not, I’m excited about tomorrow and independence regained.