A Week of Firsts
The great thing about this new journey for me is that I get a lot of "firsts". No, they're not realfirst time experiences in the truest sense of the word, but on this journey to Maine they are firsts. The coolest thing about these little milestones to me is watching the progress over time. It's like when a runner starts out and every week they go a little farther or every race is a little faster even now that sense of accomplishment is incredible, it's a rush that definitely helps to fuel the fire. On Tuesday August 22, 2017 I put my proverbial toe in the water, literally, to go for my first swim post surgery. In the weeks leading up to surgery the pool became my stress relief, my happy place if you will. It was the only exercise I was allowed to do and therefore I made it my mission to use that opportunity to get better. On July 23rd, the day before surgery I was in the pool to swim a mile and now here I was a month later getting back in. It w...