It was the new exercise bar, that did it, I think. Yesterday I started mounting a grab bar on the patio, the better to do some of the trickier Heidi exercises that keep me honest and on track for physical rehab. I find I just feel better when I can point to something real and tangible that I’ve accomplished.

I chronicled the hour it took me to get the bar positioned, yesterday, albeit badly (I stripped the head off the Phillips screw I used to tack up the bar) and it took a couple more hours today to get new hardware and tools, reposition the bar, remove the stripped screw and install and tighten 6 new #10 wood screws. But I did it. Thirty minutes work for the old moi, maybe 4 hours, total, for the new corporeal configuration, but it happened.

So then we did a couple sets of exercises that involve stepping repeatedly on a tricky, partially-inflated half-sphere called a Bosu, that requires (for me, anyway) a solid support on one side, and which exercises have not proceeded well at home with improvised support (like the bedpost).

The only downside today was anticipating spouse’s Achilles tendon surgery tomorrow as we picked up prescriptions and made other preparations and plans, after which we face a protracted period of recovery. We are now, or will soon be, officially, the House o’ Gimp…

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