A friend points out that the GPS will only know as much geography as the person who programmed it. True, and I know even less than that programmer. Another friend wheedles, ‘Where is your spirit of adventure?’ I reply that one good place to LOSE your appreciation of adventure is in a two-wheel drive, low-slung minivan on Rocky Mountain back roads. I've done it in Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, Colorado and New Mexico. I LOVE the Rockies, but I do need a vehicle with a higher carriage and 4-wheel drive for some of these places.
Someone suggests, 'Try entering Washington or Lincoln into it. They spring up in nearly every state.' That would be true of Springfield, too.
Meanwhile, in physiotherapy: now, in addition to trying to build strength (not finished with that), they're trying to build speed, so they stretch a rope-ladder out on the floor and the physiotherapist (who resembles a blonde Audrey Hepburn) dances across it, in high-knee, high-speed movement to demonstrate what she wants me to do. The first time I try, the right knee almost collapses, so I lead with the left, knees not quite as high as she did. She introduces another rhythm, which I also try. She bursts out laughing, so I feel like that Youtube parrot that says in a very inflected voice, 'Do I amuse you?'
A friend remembers: ‘ When my Dad was learning to walk on his prostheses—he is a double bilateral amputee), we were allowed to record the session but we could not record other people’s faces while they were in therapy too. My Dad pushed himself hard at 81 years old to walk again and he did walk again for a few years and it was worth every day going with him to see his achievements and progress. We do have some funny clips and his humor really got us all laughing. Keep at it--in no time you will dancing in the Spirit soon.’