Another one on the way!

Yes, we are pleased to announce that we are expecting our third child in December. My wife, George, went to the midwife and heard a little heartbeat.

I just hope the poor little fella isn't born with a limp!

Injury update: "Got ta keep on walking..."

It is six months today since my spectacular luge accident and it sees me half way through what will probably be a twelve month period of rehabilitation. The medical experts think that it will take this amount of time to achieve the full range of movement now available in my ankle - they choose their words very carefully and state that you seldom regain 100% movement when a joint suffers a trauma such as this. So what I will and won't be able to do long term will be determined by me during my rehab.
Walking without a limp is probable
Running is dubious; running for a bus is possible, but 'running' running unlikely - so cross doing a marathon off my list.
Before I can start to jog I need to be able to hop on my bad foot - easier said than done. The mind is willing but the leg refuses to budge. Standing on my toes is the immediate goal, with hopping, and then eventually jogging.
So the fear of not being able to do all that I did before is a great motivating factor at the moment.
I have no interest in being a victim.
I am getting out for a ride a few times a week and notice little improvements in my ability each time I hop on my bike. At least when I'm riding I look normal like everyone else.
I have also become the worst person to ask about my rehab. I'm like a Hamster in a wheel: ask me how I'm going and I'll say I'm doing great, 100mph and prepared to take on anything; the reality is somewhat different if you ask my wife. But I make no apology for that, as I need to have a positive attitude and be prepared to 'have a go'.

Maybe this is my marathon?