There's walking (which I can no longer do) and then there's ReWalk-ing (the very appropriate name for what I'm learning to do now).
Gratitude is one of those terms that gets tossed around a lot these days, particularly on this holiday.
It was five years ago when I wrote my first post-injury blog about my fledgling athletic pursuits -- “Showering is My New Water Sport.“
Peloton, the definition: “A pack of bicyclists saving energy by riding close to other riders. The reduction in drag is dramatic.
At a time when so much is uncertain, LeanOnWe continues to make certain to fulfill its annual pledge to give heartfelt thanks and support to those in need this holiday season.
On April 1, I decided I wanted to learn to play bridge. No fooling. The urge just came to me. It’s surprising that I never wanted to play before, since my dad was a champion collegiate bridge player.
People always want to know how we came up with the idea of LeanOnWe. Well, to make a bad pun, it was something that I literally fell into after being hit head-on while bicycling one autumn day in 2011.
Like many people, I was struck by Bill Withers’ death this month from cardiac complications at the age of 81. There have been so many sad and senseless deaths recently, but this one struck closer to home.
