I did it! This morning I set out on my usual walk only to meet up with my friend with the 10 month old labrador puppy. I wasn't headed her way, but I knew she was headed for our "hill". So, I turned around and began walking with her and JR. He's a yellow lab puppy with all the puppy vigor. I love that. It's like life is just oozing from every inch of his body. Anyway, we headed down the street toward our hill, which in the midwest would actually be a small mountain. At the end of the pavement is a dirt road and around another bend is the dirt road up the hill. I had thought I would gradually work up to making it to the first knob in the next several weeks, but I knew that today with my friend, I would just give it a try. Talk about an ongoing achilles stretch! And, my heart would get a really good workout as well. We plodded our way up, and before I knew it, I was at the top of the first knob with a spectacular 360 degree view. My only worry, was in looking back down the hill and realizing that in many respects that would be the hardest part. Not expecting to go on this trek, I had not brought the brand new treking poles I had just bought for this purpose. Oops! I stood there taking in the view and catching my breath, and hooting my enthusiasm at making it up to the top (my friend was telling me what a good job I had done as well), then decided it was time to begin the VERY slow trek back down. My friend was headed further up the mountain, so I was on my own. Of course at just about that time, my cell phone started beeping telling me the battery was going dead. Another oops! (since my break, I don't leave home without it) Very slowly I made my way back down; I really did not want to mess up. Before I knew it, I was safely back in the house. That was one accomplishment I am particularly happy about. I think next time though, I will take my treking poles with me. I really don't want to loose ground (no pun intended) at this point.
As for my PT, that is continuing along, although I have convinced my therapist to slow down just a bit. I still do the BAPS board every time, and I am still jumping on the mini-tramp, which is REALLY hard to do on just the bad foot, or affected foot as my therapist likes to remind me. Last session, he had me balancing on the one foot on the inflated half-ball thing I have since learned is called a BOSU. Balancing on that wobbly thing with my injured foot is quite a challenge. I also had to do the side to side jumping on the BOSU. That really gets my heart pumping. And always, I end with the five sets of single-leg presses. I focus on the one affected leg to try to get it to catch up with my good leg. If I did the good leg, it would take off and leave the affected leg behind. I am trying to get them more balanced. Anyway, things are still coming along, slow but sure. I still fight impatience, but I know with time, things will come. All in good time, Annie, all in good time ... :o)