Recovery - Grandma's Bike

This weekend we are back down in Alpharetta, trying to keep better tabs on family. We were here just last month, and this year we're going to try to keep up a regular cadence visits. Yesterday morning Cara & I ran a race. Physical health is such an integral part of our humanity. Part of the reason we didn't visit much last year, I'm sad to say, is because Grandma was injured and we usually stay at her place. Lame, right?

I meant to write this blog after our January visit, but just never got around to it. Grandma hurt her leg and was forced to start using a walker. She'll be turning 90 this year. Often when people start using a walker at this late stage of life it becomes permenent. Grandma, however, was not about to let that happen.

My grandmother doesn't have pierced ears and she never learned to ride a bike. These are points that often come up when talking to little kids who have also done neither. Apparently she got on a bike as a kid and ran smack into the side of a barn, which turned her off to the contraptions for life. Or so I thought. As part of her physical therapy, Grandma got a stationary bike:

If that's not true grit, then such thing does not exist. Today Grandma walks around without a walker. In addition to her daily bikerides she went to hours of physical therapy several times a week for the better part of last year. She's not driving again yet, but she wants to get back to it. She told me she's now the oldest person in her JOY (just older youth) group at church. And she's hoping to go an a bus trip with them later this year.