Joe, the explorer, mapped it out. I’m lecturing this morning in a museum just down the road from our hotel. Then in the afternoon, I cross the street and come back a bit to the offices where I’ll be presenting for the rest of the day. I have decided that I’m going to push there and back.
Sidewalks are very hard for me, but the distance isn’t long.
Last time I tried, I made it, almost the same distance, but it was hard.
I’m a little stronger now.
So, notes in my wheelchair bag, Joe beside me, we are heading out on this adventure. I hope I have enough breath to make it through the day. I hope I have the strength to make it there and back.
I am happy that trying is even an option.
Yoda said, ‘try not, do or do not, there is no try’ … um … I call intergalactic crap to that nonsense, of course there’s try. I try until I do. Or, of course, do not.
And Nike, you never ‘just do it’. Please, sometimes fit people think that achieving something happens by a magical act of willing and doing. Let me make this clear if I do it, there’s no ‘just’ about it.
And to my gym teacher in grade 9 who gave me an F on my ability to run around the track. You shoulda put me on freaking wheels man
I’m anxious, it’s an important lecture, they all are to me, and I don’t want to mess up by over-exerting myself. But I also don’t want to begin with disappointment about giving up before beginning.
So.
We shall see how it rolls.
