Physical therapy at 10 today. Breakfast at Mimi’s café again. That’s almost funny since my husband and I often spoke of having breakfast in town but never actually did it until my injury.
The therapy went very well. I was able to bike. Yes, bike! I know it sounds crazy since I have used almost every day a stationary bike at the gym without giving it much thought. Today, as I pushed my injured knee an inch at a time and then gained some speed (okay, speed is maybe exaggerated), exhilaration overcame me. A surge of love for life washed over me. A new step had been conquered. I know there is a chance I will hurt for a few days. But for now, I don’t care as I feel a normal person. At least, for the time of a five minutes ride on a stationary bike. I want to remember today as the best day to make sure I won’t forget that I can do it.
We have lunch on the terrace at home. It’s unseasonably sunny and warm outside. I will read later on, under the porch. For now, I have completed the three manuscripts submissions I want to take care of before my surgery.
I’m sending a short story for a contest, the first four chapters and synopsis of my middle grade novel to an Australian publisher, and a revised picture book manuscript to an editor looking for picture books.
Then I want to consider another contest and start the art picture book I am thinking of since a while.
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