How I miss the open trails and winding paths! Rehab has finally started and hopefully it won’t be long now. It’s hard, doing things like leg lifts and calf raises again, getting the stiffened joint to move.
Today they added the seated bike to the mix. This has to be the most evil contraption know to man. Once the feet are strapped in, the bad knee HAS to bend as the good one straightens. Each rotation brings a new agony. During the work I often think of my running buddy Lilyan… Her hard work, all the therapy she endures. I owe it to her to push with the same resolve.