I am still recovering from getting hit by a white Toyota Prado. My broken rib still hurts when I try to do too much or move the wrong way…and that’s how I learn what “the wrong way” is. My brain seems relatively clear after my concussion. And I’m starting to go stir-crazy for lack of exercise. I’m afraid that was predictable.
So today, I walked to school again. It’s between four and five kilometers. I probably wasn’t quite ready for this walk, but I’m not ready to go insane, either, and if I have to pick between the two… I walked.