Today they weighed me.

More accurately, they weigh me plus the wheelchair, then get me out of it, then weigh just the chair, then work out the difference.

Verdict: about 183 pounds – that About 7 pounds more than when I got here.

As it’s not fat – I would know if it was – it’s muscle/ increased leg bone density.

That being the expected outcome of the experiment, that’s good.

What’s not so good, is the extra ‘dead’ weight that I have to now push around with my arms – and I have noticed pushing is getting harder, not easier.

I hadn’t forecast that bit, if I’m truthful.

Before my injury i’d spent most of the last 13 Easters in a canoe.
It was a bit contentious with Dani, and pretty unpleasant for me too ( though my own daft choice ).

Yet again I’m away from my family at Easter, again by choice, but for a totally different reason. I’d trade this one here, alone, for one spent in a canoe for 18 hours non stop.

I found this picture on line.
I’m in it, grey T Shirt.

Happy Easter 🙂